Tat's Thoughts

Reflecting on the reflected.

I try to relax.  I try to reflect. My mind is running.  I’m having a mind conversation.

I think. And then think too much.  It gives me a slight migraine.  I try to shake it out of my head.  Only the pressure in it weighs in too heavy.  

I’m upset because I want to forget, but I can’t.  I forgive but I can’t forget.  

I cry it out.  Again.  Again.  

I sleep a broken sleep if there is even any type of sleep.  Broken is better than none.  

My appetite disappears.  Hunger is foreign to me.  

Stress is on schedule.  

Anxiety creeps up on me even though I know it will eventually get me.   And then it disappears.

And I realize, that isn’t me.  Not anymore. Not again.  

It was just a nightmare from my memory.  I breathe easy again.   And I SMILE.  


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