To feel is about to get to know myself.
I don’t do that quite often because emotion is not really a good friend of mine.
It usually is messy, like now.
I’ve just realized that I haven’t let myself to feel recently.
It feels like I didn’t give myself an adequate room to breathe, a space, a time.
Somethings that I actually need lately to bring me some peace of mind.
I need something to make me comprehend what happened lately.
Guilt. Grieve. Losing. Anger. Disappointment. Distress. Despair.
Those aren’t meant to be felt altogether at a time.
Yet it did happen.
I think I’m overwhelmed.
And I forgot to feel.