peace-berlioz

The book Rewire talks often about writing things out so that your brain is forced to formulate a sentence out of a difficult thought.

So I write.
I write about the unbearable willpower it has taken to close doors that felt so good to have open.
I write about how horrible it feels to reread messages and how not a single bit of it makes sense at all.
I write about how the aching in my heart yearns for answers, but my mind shouts we can’t handle them.
I write about how there is a stillness after the storm that is so extremely uncomfortable, you begin to doubt whether or not you know what's best for you.
I write about how acceptance is apparently the easy part, but staring at a future filled with uncertainties is proving to be the hardest to face.
I write about the things I wish I could say.
I write about how I wish so badly things were different, with tears filled in my eyes.
I write about knowing that the future is bright and that it's all going to be okay, while still feeling the cloud slowly cover me.
I write about how the closer I feel to God, the more silent I perceive He is.
I write about time not healing shit.
I write about it not getting easier, and how they were right when they said healing is not linear.
I write that detachment is a skill that I mastered, and I actually hate myself for it, because just maybe you'd still be here if I hadn't learned it.