Sometimes I feel like shit. Sometimes I’m elated and over the moon. Sometimes I just want the ground to swallow me whole. Sometimes I feel like nothing could bring me down. Sometimes I’m an irrational,, illogical mess. Sometimes everything makes all the sense it’s supposed to.
But always, always, I’m lucky.
For the simple fact that I can feel.
Numbness. When you sit and your blood flow is stopped and you get pins and needles, after a while your foot’s almost numb. And it’s quite cool and funny to feel,
But then you dread that painful flood of blood back through. That sharp aching pain,
Because the longer you stop feeling, the faster, when you let go, it’ll all flood back.
Maybe when I’m down it feels like the end of the world. Maybe when I’m up it feels like the start.
But the key word there?
We get to feel.
We get to know what it’s like for the sun to soak into our pores, seep into our skin. We get to know what it feels like to be with a friend and laugh and laugh until tears roll down your face, both clutching your stomach from tensing. We get to know those moments where adrenaline takes over from blood through your bloodstream.
But you also get to know what it feels like to hate everything, yourself, your life, your feelings. You also get to know how scary your mind and brain can be. You also get to
You get to live.
You get to understand which feeling’s which and why and when someone says ‘happy’ you know what comes to mind,
And what does come to mind? Quick, whatever you’re reading this on, leave and go to notes. Write down the top three things that make you happy, maybe write about them and how they feel. That’s your homework,
The point of it is, I suppose, that every bad emotion is linked to a good emotion, that every high comes with a low, that every action has an equal and opposite reaction,
So maybe those three things will have three sad things nest to them, but the point is you can choose the read the left or the right,
Because the rest is up to you
Love, Hea xx