Catharsis
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Catharsis:
the process of releasing, and thereby providing relief from, strong or repressed emotions.
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"Honey, dont go into the warm light, stay with me... you are gonna be alright." I heard a voice sob.
The voice was very familiar. I think it was my mother, and I think I used to call her mom.
An image came into my mind, and I used her face as an anchor and pulled myself back into my chaotic mess.
I felt a hand slip into mine. A tiny one. I held on. I couldn't remember who it was, but I held on. I could have left. But I didn't. I didn't want to.
I realized, I didn't want to die.
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These are deep portrayals of many of the emotions I feel, or a person in a situation may feel.
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