A year and five months of tension, fear, and one year and five months with a weight to hold the heart.
problems I did not want to watch, so deep that the only topics touching them made me cry, cry.
A year and five months of silence, so dense that perdermici in the middle, and nights spent watching the shadows on the ceiling cracking, pleading for an escape route.
A year and five months of torment, loopholes, excuses for my exclusive use and consumption.
not simple confession and confess the fear to act. But after opening the pressure valve to what remains unresolved, it becomes all the air, everything seems to lead to one solution: tackling the problem, the time to let it back in one way or another.
Today I am happy, I have many reasons: the weight that kept me riveted for days, hours, minutes, suddenly is no more. Not disappeared - it would be asking too much - but at least under control: this returns me the opportunity to put things in their proper perspective.
And it's a little 'how to get back intact, full of myself, no longer had any reason to lie to me.
I am happy because I was not alone, I'm happy for people who took me - or pull, thinking, to encourage, embrace, thrust kick in the pants & co. - Who listened to me, who picked up my fear and now my joy.
Today I feel very, very lucky.
in the blue that fades to purple this evening, I'd love to be able to keep this emotion to the moments when, perhaps, it will storm.
problems I did not want to watch, so deep that the only topics touching them made me cry, cry.
A year and five months of silence, so dense that perdermici in the middle, and nights spent watching the shadows on the ceiling cracking, pleading for an escape route.
A year and five months of torment, loopholes, excuses for my exclusive use and consumption.
not simple confession and confess the fear to act. But after opening the pressure valve to what remains unresolved, it becomes all the air, everything seems to lead to one solution: tackling the problem, the time to let it back in one way or another.
Today I am happy, I have many reasons: the weight that kept me riveted for days, hours, minutes, suddenly is no more. Not disappeared - it would be asking too much - but at least under control: this returns me the opportunity to put things in their proper perspective.
And it's a little 'how to get back intact, full of myself, no longer had any reason to lie to me.
I am happy because I was not alone, I'm happy for people who took me - or pull, thinking, to encourage, embrace, thrust kick in the pants & co. - Who listened to me, who picked up my fear and now my joy.
Today I feel very, very lucky.
in the blue that fades to purple this evening, I'd love to be able to keep this emotion to the moments when, perhaps, it will storm.
