Holding Myself
Someone asked me how I’m holding myself and others after losing someone special . I said that someone who has been in your life for years becomes a part of your heart and mind. Just as a body relies on its main organs, when a part of those organs is lost, that’s how I feel. The fear of losing your heart and then witnessing that loss is one of the most heart-wrenching experiences. It feels as if an artery or vein connected to your heart is broken, and you bleed slowly. I lost my father recently, and now watching someone else slowly fade away day by day is killing me, day and night. Each day starts with thoughts of them and ends with my heart bleeding. I am no longer who I used to be. I would describe it as a rebirth after seeing the harsh realities of the world. I always envisioned myself living in a fort with a heart of gold, with open gates where no one leaves empty-handed. I used to seek out the sorrows and pains of others, ready to jump in and help everyone, taking care of those aro...