I wrote this a couple of weeks back but anyway..
Grief.
Maybe it's the fact that we grew up watching a lot of movies. Movies about cliques and bullies and how you are not meant to show your emotions. And these kids that were supposedly the cool kids grew up thinking we should be emotionless and not care about a single thing in the world because when you show that you are in someway slightly affected, people will know your weakness. Bottling things up, and just pretending that everything is fine yet it kills you inside. So you surround yourself with people, always surrounding yourself with peope to avoid your mind from wandering about things. But when you go home, that's when it sinks in. Drugs and alcohol helps you forget for a while but we are never really dealing with the problem, are we? It sucks not knowing the cure to grief. Maybe it's moving on and accepting things but it sounds a lot easier when you say it than actually going through it.
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