Sa, 28th January
I was jealous when I was supposed to be happy for them. I was angry when I was supposed to be understanding. I was hurt when I was supposed to be mature. It was always wrong. so I stopped feeling. I felt nothing. I felt nothing when I was supposed to grieve after my cat. I felt nothing when I was supposed to be thsnkful for the gifts I got. I wish I could feel again like I used to. feel with all my naive child heart. feel all the emotions I wasn't allowed to lead me. stamp on the ground. scream until the glass shatters. do as many happy dances as I need to express myself. when I had the chance to be a child again, I would take it without a doubt.