Monday, July 6, 2009
Drowning.
So many things happen all the time, I guess there is just not enough time to write about them each day. Of course most days, there is nothing I find important enough to write about. I guess writing isn't my emotional outlet such as it used to be, I find that I find no comfort sitting here, being upset beyond belief, and writing. Trying to write about it, nothing comes. I've stuffed everything down for so long that I no longer know how to bring it back up and really feel it. I just push it down and let it simmer. So many things from so many times, and I'm finally drowning in it.
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I say write anyway. It'll be hard at first, but you'll get used to it. Write like no one's reading, write like you're talking to me. It doesn't matter... but it does help.
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