Tonight I am face to face with my darkness, I have failed to rationalise these emotions so I can’t deny them or tuck them away. All at once tonight, everything I have been repressing surfaced again. My body feels weak like the misery is pulsing in my veins and seeping into my bones and I swear my heart is burning a hole in my chest.
Alone in this, that fine line between alone time and loneliness has overlapped. I wish I had someone to pour my heart out to, I am in need of human touch… a pat on the shoulder, a hug, a cuddle, warmth, understanding and love. I know now that saying I need these things doesn’t mean I am weak, it just makes me human.