I feel so sad. I feel so angry. I feel so hopeless. I feel broken and alone and fucking frightened. I feel tired. I feel frustrated. I feel confused. I feel forgotten. I feel lonely. I feel hungry. I feel exhausted.
I know the reasons behind these feelings. I could explain the reasons for the rest of my life. Some reasons overlap, some aren’t fair. Most aren’t fair.
Sometimes working out the reasons behind my feelings make me feel worse, though. I mean, if you’re feeling something you don’t want to feel, putting it under a microscope can be the last thing you want to do.
So don’t. Or give yourself a break from it for a day.
I feel so many horrible things and it’s allowed. No one has to fix it for me. No one can fix it for me. Just let me feel these things. I feel them and they’re real and pretending they aren’t is an injustice.
Comment below with how you’re feeling (or write your feelings somewhere else if online doesn’t feel like the best platform). See if you can do so without explaining your feelings. Just own them. See if naming your feelings helps those feelings change.
I am so fucking far from okay but that’s okay. We can handle it. Let’s handle it together.