I'm exhausted…
Feeling empty on the inside
My mind is overloaded and I have no idea what is going on.
People talk to me and I listen… but then it's all gone.
Oh, this is known as sadness.
Yes, I can feel it now.
What?
I'll be alright.
No, I don't think so.
Aah.
Hmm.
I can?
Really…?
Auum…
How?
No, I'll be doing this on my own; no one will understand.
Umm… okay…
I shall…
I'm going to close my eyes.
Look inside…
Try to feel the sorrow…
Yeah, it hurts a lot… it's deeply rooted.
Ah, it's getting worse…
Are you sure I shouldn't dig in deep? Will I be able to hold myself together?
Okay, I believe in you because I don't believe in myself right now. I will do as you say.
I can feel my child self… it's still begging for love, my younger self is still craving… craving for identity… that's why I'm growing with doubts and rage… oh is it?
My rage has taken on a new identity… Sadness?
Oh, I'll have to work on it. It's not today's situation that's making me upset. It's my past.
What, really?
I can let go of my rage.
How?
I'll have to practice… is it really that simple?
Yes, I want to.
I will practice forgiveness. It will teach me to be kind and compassionate to others and to myself. I will be free of the burden I am carrying.
It'll work. I'll make it work.
I will…