Well I feel like I am officially home. I’ve been home for twelve days and things that seemed to have disappeared, have reappeared. Feelings that I havent felt for maybe a month are back now. This feeling of oppression and being watched are here. Feeling like I can’t move or turn one direction or another. And, its totally depressing! Being in the situation, I kind of can’t help but feel that way.
Yet on the other hand, I feel like the last few days are proof and testament to the things that I knew and had been saying for soooooo long. And, there is some relief in that but even still you can’t help but feel a little worse because nothing and no one is really going to do anything about it.
No one ever thinks that their life will start a movement especially a movement against them. And, no one ever really starts out their life and wants to be a cause. But, I guess shit just happens. At least this is the way that I feel about it and myself. Even though I know I am so much more than all of this.
Right Now, I am not exactly sure of what I am going to do next but I have some fabulous ideas. So I guess will just see how it all works out.
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