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I received a rather friendly email the other day... and regardless of how much mockery was intended... it is unsettling just how much truth lies within its words...
I feel as though I am standing on the very edge of a precipice—and my head feels wrapped in thick fog... I feel like I am slowly slipping... descending into some sort of abyss where the bottom is nowhere in sight... and there are no handholds nearby to catch myself... or perhaps I am simply too terrified to open my eyes and realize there *is* something to hold onto... or maybe—and this is the darker thought—perhaps I don't actually want to?
It should be simple... everything ought to be fine... but it isn't... and frankly, even I can't quite put my finger on why... yet something deep inside knows exactly why I feel this way—it’s maddening—trying to grasp at the root of this internal knot when I can't seem to reach it...
I cannot tell if I am afraid because I am forced to step into the unknown... or if I am afraid simply because I have to move at all... because staying where I am isn't an option anymore—though I am painfully aware that staying still is impossible... God, I don't even know what it is I truly want... sigh...
But, returning to that email...
This sensation has been shadowing me for some time now... largely because I’ve undergone a massive life shift... and perhaps this state of mind is perfectly normal... but it irritates me... it gnaws at me from the inside out...
And then it hits me... if I weren't feeling this irritation... then I would know that I didn't truly care... if I didn't cry... if I didn't grieve... if I didn't understand the meaning of love... then I wouldn't be human... but since all these things exist within me... then I must find happiness... because I do love... I am human... and I care...
Of course, it takes time to convince oneself of such truths... but all of this collectively... tells me that I am alive... because without all this chaos and mess... I would be a dead man walking... and even though I feel spiritually depleted... it actually grants me strength... because I know I am living... that I want something better... and I am striving toward it... with every fiber of my being...
So... there I go... rambling about things that even I struggle to comprehend... but I felt the need to declare it... for my own sake... and hopefully, for yours as well...👋
I feel as though I am standing on the very edge of a precipice—and my head feels wrapped in thick fog... I feel like I am slowly slipping... descending into some sort of abyss where the bottom is nowhere in sight... and there are no handholds nearby to catch myself... or perhaps I am simply too terrified to open my eyes and realize there *is* something to hold onto... or maybe—and this is the darker thought—perhaps I don't actually want to?
It should be simple... everything ought to be fine... but it isn't... and frankly, even I can't quite put my finger on why... yet something deep inside knows exactly why I feel this way—it’s maddening—trying to grasp at the root of this internal knot when I can't seem to reach it...
I cannot tell if I am afraid because I am forced to step into the unknown... or if I am afraid simply because I have to move at all... because staying where I am isn't an option anymore—though I am painfully aware that staying still is impossible... God, I don't even know what it is I truly want... sigh...
But, returning to that email...
This sensation has been shadowing me for some time now... largely because I’ve undergone a massive life shift... and perhaps this state of mind is perfectly normal... but it irritates me... it gnaws at me from the inside out...
And then it hits me... if I weren't feeling this irritation... then I would know that I didn't truly care... if I didn't cry... if I didn't grieve... if I didn't understand the meaning of love... then I wouldn't be human... but since all these things exist within me... then I must find happiness... because I do love... I am human... and I care...
Of course, it takes time to convince oneself of such truths... but all of this collectively... tells me that I am alive... because without all this chaos and mess... I would be a dead man walking... and even though I feel spiritually depleted... it actually grants me strength... because I know I am living... that I want something better... and I am striving toward it... with every fiber of my being...
So... there I go... rambling about things that even I struggle to comprehend... but I felt the need to declare it... for my own sake... and hopefully, for yours as well...👋