My past was shit but It had good elements which I'm finding difficult to enjoy now that I'm an adult. I live with a family of 3 and it's difficult to watch whenever they argue over something. To them it's the smallest fight but in my head it escalates much further than that. I end up hiding in my room most of the time pretending that none of it is happening.
My head makes it feel like reality. It's petrifying. I slowly do end up bringing myself back to the moment and differentiating what story my head is trying to make and what is really happening. I don't know what my mind is trying to tell me but all I have to say is that I am not my past and I refuse to let you have a grip on me today.
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