When your told feelings are meant to be felt you feel like feelings
are evil. You start to get flooded and you cant tell what one emotion is from
the other. You don’t know if a feeling is true or if it’s a hyper-extension of
a minor emotion. Its pretty much like when Kuzco and Kronk fall over the
waterfall.
Everyone else in your life has flashing signs over their
heads to tell you what their feelings are, because your feelings are either so
jumbled or you are an empty pit of no feelings.
Then there are always those moments when you understand your
feelings and the feelings of those close to you and you have an “I Win!” moment.
Everything seems to make sense and your world isn’t crashing.
You scream in terror at the prospect someone choosing to share those very feelings you cant identify. Even worse, being expected to react appropriately when your not sure how that is.
You often feel like Kronk. 'Oh right, the feeling. The feeling for this moment. The feeling specifically associated for this moment. This moment's feeling.'
When you get home you feel like crap because you know you just faked all of those feelings, essentially lying to whoever was there. All you want to do is ugly cry, but feelings are so foreign to you that your not even sure how to do that. You end up bawling in the shower, so that even you cant tell you were crying.
Once you become yourself again, you get so excited about normality, but then you wonder if thats the best way to be, or if its possible to change.
Guess we can only find out by feeling some feelings, no matter how they feel.
I got this!











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