Waiting on breath;

I don't really want to complain on here anymore, but this is my only outlet so here goes.

I wish my mama would renew my prescription for my inhaler. It's all gone. I know she doesn't know how uncomfortable not being able to fill up your lungs all the way really is, but it really isn't very fun. I just. I want to breathe like a normal person.

Mama, I know you don't know that I'm not exaggerating. I know you don't know that this isn't getting better, it's getting worse. I know you don't know how scary attacks are without an inhaler. Just. I need a new one. Please?

Breathe. Keep breathing, body. I promise it will be okay.