There is no easy way to go through it.
You’ve been there, you swore you wouldn’t go back.
Realms of hell come to mind when experiencing it.
Torturous days with endless nights of sleepless misery.
Moving on to physical debilitation and mental instability.
Wishing you would die but, no, you don’t.
You crawl through the hot streets and collapse by the side of the road.
No one drives up and saves you.
Your eyes feel like burning orbs in your face.
Your skin appears translucent.
Your eyes feel like black holes in your skull.
You try and think of something else, anything at all.
Nothing comes to mind but agony.