
Agnes Cecile
Sometimes, I am carried far away.
It is as though I exist in a parallel world where others feel forgotten or lost within my mind. It’s scary and lonely and strange. I need to find the path that leads out of this disconnected and isolated place.
I whisper so he cannot hear, come with me when I go.
Eventually things won’t feel so hard, he says.
Eventually feels unfair.
Eventually feels like forever.
Eventually feels impossible.
We must be on parrallel paths. Just two weeks ago I spent an entire session with my therapist discussing my complete disconnections for the people and things around me, that I love. Being present is such a challenge.
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