Mental disorders on their way

With the burden of troubles and more troubles of ages your soul gets tired, as if each memory had found its way deep down your existence. As if every tear got in through your pores and reaching every single vein, got pumped into your soul. With such a damage what you can do is freak out at every little piece of ditress and fall into pieces striving for a way out or nevermind, possibly at the cost of being judged for not caring. So time for action: I am either gonna loosen or lose my mind.