Today is a day I need to fight myself out of that hole. The one inside that feels heavy and I sigh a lot. Each minute drags on and the thought of tomorrow seems pointless. The pain inside weighs heavy and if I could just reach in and pull it out I’d be okay.
I wonder if it ever goes away. If we can ever reach ‘normal’
Maybe a survivors life is like those funny pictures you see where you can never unsee the illusion once you’ve seen it. I feel like everyone lives a normal life without knowing the horror and inside I have this agony that I can’t move and can’t give to anyone.
It’s almost like a mask. I feel like a normal person with everything feeling okay, trapped in the mind of myself.