Internally.

I hear Him calling out to me.. Persevere, persevere, persevere. When the going gets tough, you can't help but see what God has in store for you on the other side. I think that's called hope--only thing that's been getting me by. I've never felt this weak and vulnerable before. I wake up and fall asleep to the constant weight of stress pushing down on my chest; and I feel like if I take too deep of a breath my lungs will collapse and my walls will come crashing down. Sleep is my friend and also my enemy. I'm restless yet I'm too afraid to move.

Selah.