It's been one week since Cyril died and there was all this grief after his death that my head dealt with perfectly fine but my stomach and my eyes and my heart could not handle; this tidal wave of fear rolling over me as I struggled to comprehend what it meant to not exist anymore - all the while feeling so angry that I had to feel anything at all.

Long ago, I decided that being a human was too hard, too painful. I decided I was incapable of feeling, incapable of articulating, of doing, of breathing, of existing. I thought I was too much of everything. Too scared, too emotional, too intense, too needy, too dependent, too independent, too quiet, too loud, too rambly, too awkward, too outspoken, too upfront, too verbose, too honest, too much too much too much.

And what a crushing realisation it was to establish that this is it, this is life, this is how it is and I can either take it or leave it: I intend on taking it ... and running far, far away.

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Comment by Scarlett Rose on July 14, 2012 at 4:07am

I CHANGED THE LAST SENTENCE.

The other one made no sense in my head.

Comment by Jenny Darlington on July 13, 2012 at 11:56pm

I love how real and true this is. I think we all must go through a period in our lives when nothing makes sense and we wonder, "what's the point?" But eventually, it all evens out and the sweet times become all that much sweeter for the confusion and sorrow and pain.

Comment by Toby Tucker Hecht on July 13, 2012 at 10:48pm

The good thing, though, is that we have other human beings to look after and who look after us.  It's a great life.  Beautiful and honest writing.

Comment by bolton carley on July 13, 2012 at 4:57pm

writers tend to over-analyze themselves, but they also come to the right conclusions.  way to show your angst on paper.

Comment by Jeanette Cheezum on July 13, 2012 at 3:26pm

TOO GOOD. My dear,  you have really grown in your writing. If this wasn't ficton...I'm sorry for your loss.

Comment by Jamie Hogan on July 13, 2012 at 2:51pm

And yet, if we weren't this way, if sentence five, and the conflict it speaks, wasn't so true, we couldn't produce anything so sublime as this six.

Comment by Gita on July 13, 2012 at 11:58am

It's all because of the goddam huge cerebral cortex. Don't you just hate that thing?

Great rant. I love it when you get riled up and let the words roll out.

Comment by Joey Delgado on July 13, 2012 at 11:27am

Very honest description of the valleys. But I agree with Edward, the conclusion is the perfect peak.

Comment by Edward Dean on July 13, 2012 at 11:20am

Excellent conclusion SR.

A powerful message in 6!

Comment by Teresa on July 13, 2012 at 9:41am

Sentence five is probably what shouts at every human, give or take a few substitutions.  We're a mess.  A complete beautiful mess.  We have love/hate relationships with ourselves.  Your "too much too much too much" = <~*PASSION*~>.  Exquisite.

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