Drowning.

When it rains, it pours, right? The rain hasn't stopped yet. The deluge continues, the floodwaters have risen, and I have been treading water for too long. One by one, all the people I care for pull away. Some are struggling with their own tragedies. Some have already slipped beneath the waves. The others? Perhaps they fear that I will drown them in my own panic to stay afloat.

My strength ebbs, and I am in desperate need of a lifeboat.