Often, many people tend to escape from their very own feelings, from how they feel, from how much these so-called "feelings" are gonna bring them hurt and inflict pain on them mentally.
We all know, the infliction inside us, hurts much more then the pain you could actually feel physically.
A pity most of us find ourselves in that category - One of the many people that chooses to avoid their feelings. And that includes me.
We are all afraid of our own emotions.
I used to run and hide from my feelings especially when i felt something that was upsetting, painful, uncomfortable, or even something that made me angry about.
But overtime, i know I've got to learnt to accept something called my feelings. Something called my emotions.
Because if I don't embrace them, its impossible for me to work through anything.
Why do people come up to me and tell me that they do not have a choice for the decisions made in their life? I have been struggling so hard just to understand that.
Indeed not everything we want, is gonna be given to us.
But for those readers reading this, have you forgotten to listen to that little voice inside yourself?
The little voice that is the truest part of your soul, the key to your happiness.
Ever know why you lost touch with your little voice in you?
Because you lost touch with your heart. Thoughts and voices of people got too loud that you can't hear yourself.
Nobody but you knows what is right for you, so listen to your instincts.
Recently, life has not been "normal" for me. It seems like it gets "extraordinary surprises" as the numbers move on the calender.
Its so hard to express myself with words when they don't seem to be able to figure out within themselves.
I know exactly what it is like to sit alone in the room, broken down, bruised inside out, wanting to get connected to someone.
As much as i want to be there for people, as much as i want to be there for them to get through the darkest days, who's gonna stand by my side when i need someone?
Coincidentally, whenever in need for someone, no one is free.
The world don't stop revolving just for me. I've got to constantly remind myself that.
When it comes to a time when someone cared to take little notice of you, does it still matter?
Because every time I don't express myself, i die one piece at a time.
I am half agony, half hope.
I'm starting to realize how grateful one should be that when no matter how broken the heart may feel, it still has a beat.
Because I'm losing it.
Because I'm losing my ability to feel.
Because I'm losing that one piece that held every piece of my heart together.
We hold on to the things we cannot change, and we end up losing ourselves.
But no one told me that when your heart start letting go of things slowly, the ability to feel starts to fade.
Because it is necessary to let things go simply for the reason that they are heavy.
I'm Lost.