It was easier to surrender to the pain
than take the steps to where I needed to be.
It was easier to forget how sad I was,
angry,
disgusted,
so I swallowed my feelings with lemon juice and salt
and the bitterness burned them away.
A year has passed and now I feel nothing.
There is no positive side,
there is no negative side,
because I can't put labels on things I can't feel.
Is this healing?
If it is, when do I get to laugh again?
And if it isn't
how do I start?
Nov 18, 2019
Nov 18, 2019 at 10:08 PM UTC
It was easier to surrender to the pain
than take the steps to where I needed to be.
It was easier to forget how sad I was,
angry,
disgusted,
so I swallowed my feelings with lemon juice and salt
and the bitterness burned them away.
A year has passed and now I feel nothing.
There is no positive side,
there is no negative side,
because I can't put labels on things I can't feel.
Is this healing?
If it is, when do I get to laugh again?
And if it isn't
how do I start?
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