I had a huge breakdown yesterday and it felt great to break down
I cursed them out for making me the center of their hate and animosity towards one another
I cried for 2 hours straight and I screamed and ranted, all choked up
It felt REALLY FUCKING GOOD
I let them know how I truly felt
The pain I felt which was conditionally rooted so deeply, over 2 decades ago
The pain inspired by my parents
It felt so comforting to weep
Like a baby who cries and expects to be answered immediately
That is us
We never stop being babies
We just learn how to hide our tears
Some better than others
When will we stop hiding?
When will we be vulnerable?
When will we let ourselves feel again?
With feeling comes healing