Anger Afterhours

It is Sunday, 1:17 am, and I cannot sleep. Emotions are strong tonight. I feel anger inside. The truth is that I feel anxious, and that makes me react with anger. It makes me feel frustrated because I thought I was fine, until I started remembering.

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Broken, But Not Alone – Daily Prompt

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Just sad, plain.

Empty, with no desires.

Just this numbing pain.

My once vast well of emotions is drying out.

Drop by Drop.

For others, is almost entertaining.

And I don’t have time for laughter

When I feel that my soul is being slaughtered.

I try to make a conscious effort

To recognize the signals

To prevent more pain from myself

And when I notice it, it is too late

There is no escape.

Until I reacted.

I saw and recognized my vulnerability

I saw how fragile I am.

How broken.

Forgotten.

And I realized:

“I am broken, and it means that I am into pieces.

That means I am everywhere.

And when I feel sad, the universe is sad with me too.

It’s making me company.”

Now, I know that it is okay to cry for no reason.

To feel overwhelmed by words of kindness.

But all that it means is that I have to be strong.

I will survive this depression and its thorns.

It is part of the ritual.

I am not alone.

via Daily Prompt: Broken