Where is that line?
The line between okay and not.
I feel like we aren’t tip-toeing near it, but dancing on top of it.
Taunting it. Daring it. Deriding it.
I try to think more, say less.
I try to be more, do less.
(But oh, that is so hard for me!)
My heart aches with words that my mind doesn’t know.
I try to translate, but I get tongue tied.
And even when there are words, I’m afraid to speak them –
The ‘what-ifs’ a muzzle on my soul, my heart.
I never asked for this, never wanted this, never expected this.
But here it is, and I don’t really know what to do.
I don’t know how to respond because either way I chance being hurt.
Or (maybe even worse) hurting others.
If we’ve all been here before
(and, I assure you, we all have)
then why do I still feel so alone?
You feel alone because most people don’t talk about it. They don’t want to appear weak and out of control, so they just don’t mention it.
xoxoxo