Thought #7
It’s been a while. I had a lot in mind and it was, for the most part, not really fun or happy. Bad thoughts came back and I had nobody to talk about it. Not that I have no friend or what, but I don’t expect anyone to understand what I’m going through when it happens. I had a friend who came to visit me for a week, and I showed her my town, we walked a lot, talked a lot too (but not about what I have in my mind). It was a little refreshing, but when she was going back, everything I was holding back to seem happy kicked out. I thought my soul was going to shatter in thousand of pieces.
For now, I don’t know if I can speak about everything I am going through here. So, I guess I will not talk about it today. But I’m thinking a lot about letting my heart speak, cry, scream here. It’s anonymous, no one I know would be able to know it’s me. And I think it’s better than keeping everything to myself. I don’t expect anyone to read it neither understand what I’m saying.










