There's real therapy in letting emotions flow. There have been times when I have sobbed my heart out on the couch until no more tears will flow. At other times I have put the music on loud and sung relevant lyrics until my throat is dry. I have moped, I have wailed, I have bitched and moaned, I have danced with joy. Lately, I have been sitting in quiet contentment.
Today I am torn into pieces. I know that this is fleeting. I know that I am stronger than I have been in decades. I know that I can again pull myself out of this pit but today I am feeling like I have been shredded.
I find that writing helps me heal. I let the words flow from my brain to my fingers without censoring them. I don't share them with anyone; they are for me but they ease the pain and and help wash the crap away.
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