It's been ages (okay more like several weeks) since I've put pen to paper. No poems in sight. No portraits to paint. Fear has been clouding my thoughts, stress has been digging me like a hammer to a nail and my anxiety has been through the roof. I been holding the truth from myself. I thought that not addressing it and fighting it within would be the solution. I told myself "Smile, it will make you happy. Laugh, even when it's not funny. Play nice even if those co-workers irk the shit out of you." exhale. Healing is a process. But denial definitely is a hindrance to this progress. I thought I was doing well 'til the words appeared today on my journal...... seeing these words now makes them feelings that have resurfaced so real.
With courage,
RP
"But denial definitely is hindrance to this progress."
ReplyDeletethis is so familiar. i learned this too. confrontation is absolutely necessary in this way. thank you for sharing! i don't feel so alone with you in this space (truly)...
"seeing these words now makes them feelings that have resurfaced so real." yes.