31 years on this planet, and not once have I ever suppressed or hidden my feelings.
I hear people talk about toughening up, hardening themselves against the world. They say they don’t have time to sit with their feelings, to process them, or just to feel. And honestly, it confuses me. How do you go through life without feeling? Without expressing those feelings? Without learning how to share them in a way that lets your loved ones really hear you, understand you, and be there for you?
For me, feeling and expressing are everything. They’re as essential as breathing. I can’t survive without doing both. Feeling keeps me connected to myself, and expressing keeps me connected to the people I care about.
But right now, it’s hard. There’s this deafening quietness around me, like a heavy blanket I can’t shake off. This sadness clings to me, prickling my skin and making it hard to breathe. I don’t know when it’ll go away or how I’ll move past it.
All I know is that I want it to leave me soon.
