I figured this blog is dedicated to my emotional self.
I haven't written for months! Since 27 March to be exact. I tend to only write blog posts when I'm really emotional. At this moment I'm okay, not happy, not sad, just okay. Earlier today I was a bit sad because I was thinking about my dad. It's a year and a half later and the pain never completely goes away. I can talk to people perfectly fine without crying, but when you sit alone and think to yourself it's different. Your thoughts are deeper and you have no distractions. A few minutes later you'll be grabbing tissues and sometimes you don't. Sometimes you just let the tears run and drop off from your face onto your clothes. I don't know why. Maybe wiping the tears away signifies trying to wipe the pain away. Maybe letting the tears run feels as if I'm letting loose.
Now I'm sad.
I haven't written for months! Since 27 March to be exact. I tend to only write blog posts when I'm really emotional. At this moment I'm okay, not happy, not sad, just okay. Earlier today I was a bit sad because I was thinking about my dad. It's a year and a half later and the pain never completely goes away. I can talk to people perfectly fine without crying, but when you sit alone and think to yourself it's different. Your thoughts are deeper and you have no distractions. A few minutes later you'll be grabbing tissues and sometimes you don't. Sometimes you just let the tears run and drop off from your face onto your clothes. I don't know why. Maybe wiping the tears away signifies trying to wipe the pain away. Maybe letting the tears run feels as if I'm letting loose.
Now I'm sad.
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