And They Will
I'm terrified of what will happen...I have a feeling of being constantly light headed, and my eyes are swollen. How can I help this? I want to scream at the top of my lungs, but I can't let anyone hear me when I do. My words need to be secrets for a while...I'll throw the breakables in my silent attempt and watch millions of pieces shatter on the floor-and I'll stare at these fragments in wonder for a while, having less energy now to clean up my mess. My body is grounded-my sholders sink into my back. Breathing feels almost unecessary when you're tired and my eyes focus on nothing and everything all at once. They're burning from all the tears, but at least they're open.
Time heals all wounds, so maybe we shouldn't put so much pressure on ourselves to put the pieces back together on our own...loved-ones provide the patience that gives you the courage to wait for things to get better-and they will.