I’d like to be free to feel instead of always fearing being told I’m moody.
Most people seem to have their real feelings on ice, frozen in time. The only way they can connect with them is to talk about the good old days or to be cynical about someone else’s hurt or joy.
I’m tired of that. I’m tired of feeling stuck. I’m tired of being cynical. I’m, once again, tired of normal. If I could teach my soul to be free enough to take some chances instead of living in fear all the time (fear of not enough money, fear of debt, fear of rejection, fear of not being loved, fear of hope), then dang, my life would be a totally different experience.
I envy people who have climbed out of the box and still manage to get the bills paid.
I pray that I can find a way.
And that I can FEEL.
Supression is more commonly taught as manners than I ever realized.
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