I miss being able to cry, a sign you can feel and process emotions healthily, a sign you can still be hurt. The moment you feel your heart crumple and your stomach drops, your sight gets blurry as the tears well and eventually trickle out. It's feelings you can't force when you fake your emotions, stuff you can't put into words properly, but something we all understand. It's strange.
Some people can force themselves to cry... but no emotion is needed for that. Others traumatise themselves, noticing the pain still is present, even when they thought they'd healed. Tears can tell us a lot, so... why do I struggle to cry now.
I cried when my father passed, his funeral, the passing thought of my family cats fragile life... but why not when people call me names, or I do horrible things... why do I just accept them as fake and not hurt. Is it because deep down I know they are right, I am "disgusting," a "waste of space," a "disgrace to the female race, "... or is it because I've become desensitised to the way people view me.
I guess I won't know until I cry again.
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Sad but True
PoetryJust some sad things I wrote when I was feeling numb... your not alone! Please be aware this may trigger some people, if you get upset easily, please don't read (just in case).
