I wouldn’t be concerned about someone hearing my joy.
So let them hear my pain as well.
Will the sounds worry them? a voice asks.
Are you hoping someone will care?
No. I’m okay here by myself.
Sprawled out on the bathroom floor, letting the emotions spill out.
Pieces and parts landing where they may.
Not intended for others ears.
But if it turns out that way,
It’s part of life.
A part not meant to be stifled.
Yet. Sadly, we do just that.
The patent question….
“How are you?”
The answer expected…
“Well, right now my heart is breaking. By the way, how are you?”
Today my heart is actually filled with love, and a swirl of other emotions.
It’s a wonderful release to be able to just let it all pour out.
Layer upon layer peeled back, from the week, the month, the year,
Slowly released over time.
Allowing for healing,
Left to fester, it creates stagnation.
It creates…dis ease.
I choose another path.
One of physical and emotional well-being.
I am committed to growth.
I am committed to feeling.
Let the tears flow.
I am alive.
Copyright Suzanne Norton 2015
Original written on April 12, 2015