I open the fridge door. I look inside. I see the cheese. I just want to take the whole brick and eat it. I want to eat the left over chicken. The pasta. The chips in the cupboard. The chocolates on the counter, and the rest that are hidden. I want to drink till I fall asleep.
I stand at the fridge door, looking inside. And know that none of them will really satisfy me. No matter if I eat it all. Progress I suppose.
But I don’t want to feel this. Anything but this. Just keep breathing. One breath at a time. It’s just feelings, emotions. They will pass. They will get stronger, ease up, and eventually i will push them to a place where I can take the next breath. And then the next.
And maybe one day I will get to have several breaths in a row with out it being a chore.
I feel like I’m drowning, and all I want is to just get out of the water and walk. Fuck swimming..I’ll just take a boat. Just give me the boat. Where is the fucking boat?
I just want to breath.
I don’t want to eat. But I do want to. But not because I’m hungry. Because I hope that it will make this pain go away. I know it won’t, so what’s the point. It doesn’t work like it used to. Again, progress I suppose. Something to be happy about? But it’s not enough.
So here I am writing, hoping it will ease some of the pain and let me take a couple breaths so my head doesn’t explode.
One breath at a time. Standing in front of the fridge door.
Some emotions are hard to define, don’t you think? I’ve gone through that and can’t quite pin point the exact reason, albeit I know it’s emotions. That to me made it harder to reason with. When I knew what it was precisely it was simpler. It was the hidden emotions that got me. Does this make sense?
It makes perfect sense….to me π
Thank you for writing about your experience. I’ve been looking for a blog like this to come to and settle my mind. Reading your posts is like listening to myself think. It’s nice to know I’m not alone.
Thanks for visiting and the comment. You’re never truly alone, sometimes we just need to look a bit harder to find the support we need. π