Some emotions are fragile. All our lives we've been struggling to keep these emotions safe, away from harm's way because we have been told that if we take a hit on that side, we'd not last. They're like taking a bullet in your heart. The pain is intense, churning through your body like your limbs are being ripped off. Then the numbness takes over, and now you only wish you could feel more. But you can't. Everything that you stood up for, don't make you bat an eye anymore when you see them crumbling. You just sit there and watch the destruction like a movie on television. When you're asked how you feel, you can't tell anymore. It's a labyrinth of logic and feelings inside your head and you lose your train of thoughts every time you decide to think it through. Is there a rock bottom? You don't know, because you're too afraid to look into the abyss while you stand precariously on the edge. Do you want to dive in? May be. May be not. You don't wanna know. You also don't want other people to know. You obscure your helplessness because you're ashamed of being weak. You're afraid to tell people you've taken a bullet in your heart and it hurts every minute. Because people just might tell you to do the right thing and you're not ready to do the right thing yet. How many times are we not ready to do the right thing? Often more than we keep count of. I hope you muster the courage to see things for what they are, irrespective of what your heart wants you to believe. It's an insane trick. Once you master it, suddenly everything is clear as water.
But most importantly, I hope you're not afraid of being hit at your fragile emotions. Because the world is not so kind.