Emotions

“How has life been?”, they asked.
All she could do was stare blankly right back.

If only she could share just a fragment of her thoughts that run wild every night.
“Life has been good, guys. Thanks for asking.”

Lies.
Blatant lies.

On the one hand, nobody wants to be kept in the dark. Yet, on the other, nobody wants to listen to shit stories of someone else’s life. That leaves us with puzzling mysteries we to figure out daily.

Complicated human beings who practice lip service, yet behave in a separate manner. Dealing with my own emotions, by myself, is hard enough. But having to deal with someone else’s emotions? Maybe. If I had additional bandwidth to deal with it. If not, how else do you suppose I help you, when really, you don’t even intend to help yourself????

I probably will never be a psychiatrist nor a good counsellor. But I will assure you this – and that I am a loyal and trustworthy friend. What I do, I mean. And what I say, I probably mean it with all my heart.

My head’s in a whirlwind of emotions right now. A huge mess. So many strings I have to reel in to prevent relationships from resulting in a strain. Yet on the other hand, having to release others so that I won’t sink.

Ah, the complexities of life.