Wise Friend,
I can’t find the words to describe what’s going on within me.
I tried telling select details to people close to me. Yes! Only “select details”, and I wish they understand all of them.
While I talk, I hear myself, and I can’t find the words to describe accurately as if I don’t want to give it all away. Yes, I try to be reasonable and avoid being dramatic. I want to be decent, not to overwhelm them, and not to impose on them.
I want them to support me, and not to drive me nuts either.
I drown, and words might pull me out. Where are the words?
Lovely Friend,
We pain for different reasons. I won’t be ever able to know precisely your pain. How could I? Nevertheless, I break down for you. Empathy is never accurate.
Our hidden unhealed pains surprise us when the suffering of others moves us to tears. Maybe we cry for ourselves.
eachword-eachday 