Tuesday, May 10, 2016

#108. When I felt I found a sense of purpose...

I feel lost again.

It's one of those times when I, who takes a lot of effort and strength to open up about things that I carefully hold inside me, want to scream and let everything out. But my safe havens are engrossed in their own chaos that my voice feels disregarded, unwelcome.

And that's when I regret the preposterous idea that my voice and my feelings have a patient and safe release. That coming out of my shell is not such a scary thought.

I want to go back to my shell again. 

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