So, I’m sure most of you have some sort of therapy for yourself when you feel low or really depressed in life, or when it’s just one of those days where you feel like blurghh! You know what I mean?
Anyways, wanna know whats my therapy?
That’s right, crying.
It is honestly the best emotion that I’ve ever felt, except for love, and I’m not even sure I’ve felt love. But seriously, if I don’t cry like ever 2 weeks or so, I feel bloated, like there’s this heavy weight in my stomach, and sometimes like Atlas, carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders. That’s too much for a 17 year old, don’t you think? But sometimes its just hard to cry, I mean I want to cry, but the tears don’t fall, I literally need to push them out.
But, I’m not sad, I accept the fact that whatever had to happen would happen, because it was what was meant to happen, and God willed it to happen. But still, sometimes that just gets hard to accept.