I don’t understand.
I will never be able to understand.
But at what point do we all acknowledge that we can express our emotions peacefully because we are all humans?
The second I walked into my door at 4:54pm, I started crying and immediately poured myself a whisky iced tea – a drink that I never even finished.
I just wish everything weren’t based around bureaucracy and capitalism.
I’ve been thinking about what I believe in lately.
The reality is that I still don’t quite know.
“I was feeling a myriad of emotions. I was feeling sad, scared, and angry. I didn’t know what to do with these emotions all at once.”
“You’ve been found guilty by your own consciousness, and you’ll be facing a life sentence in your own mind unless you can prove yourself to be innocent.”
How can I be happy with everything else going on too?
It feels like I’m basically the Energizer bunny driving around the mountain with no fog lights on. I have all of the energy, but my body can’t utilize it.
I don’t manage things well, and everything seems to be spiraling out of my control; not following the path that I want it to follow. But maybe that’s okay.
I feel like I look sick again. Oh wait. I never stopped being sick in the first place.