As time goes by, sadness sets in permeating through every fiber of my being in a cloud of silence. Anger goes away with the chilly winter wind, anxiety slowly dissolves into nothing and all that remains is sadness and silence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It’s very easy for me to just let myself drown in sorrow and remain quiet. D<\/p>\n\n\n\n
While dealing only with myself I have only my own demons to fight and everything else is landscape. However, there is little to no growth this way, there’s almost no evolution.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sometimes all I want is to go to sleep… And remain sleeping through an endless night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“You’re overreacting” some people say. I confess that I do have a knack for the exaggeration, I like to embellish the stories I tell and yes, sometimes I do increase the intensity of what I say I feel. But this time…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Is this now a case of “Peter cried wolf”? Are my feelings being “downsized” because of this flaw that o have? “Oh, but being a story teller is not a flaw”. It is, when it turns on me and bites me… Hard. It is a bad thing, a flaw, when I try to tell someone about my feelings and it’s received as being just one more of my “story embellishments”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I am walking a path of evolution, and specially of tending to my wounds. This is a long and difficult path, but nonetheless, I am walking it. I finally chose to go through with it. There’s a lot of pain involved. Pain that has been there for a long, long time. It has remained hidden, no.. not hidden. It has remained tucked away in a corner. Neatly stored by myself in a compartment of my being. I always knew it was there, but never really felt it. I never dared or allowed myself to feel it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And now…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Now, I’ve opened my Pandora’s box. I took a chance and in a swift and bold move, opened the door and looked inside. And I am feeling pain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It’s not a physical pain, it’s a pain of the mind, of the heart and it’s overwhelming.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Seeking help is the only option I see, and that is what’s going on.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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