Breathe

Why am I waiting?

I need to heal.

Why am I waiting for others to allow me to do so?

Does that even make sense?

What are these feelings?

Why are they here?

What happened?

What triggered them?

There is no time, no time for me to take a moment, no time to gather myself, no time to analyse things, no time to have some time.

There is but pain, anguish and anger.

I have to figure it all now!

I cannot stumble, go with the flow or take shortcuts.

I am in a shortage of power.

Assertive!

That's how I must be.

What I had to go through was not easy.

I can tell you now.

All that you saw before as the challenge that you'll conquer seemed to be the nightmare that your future shall be.

You were abandoned once again.

You lacked self-integrity.

You did not speak, and you regretted it later.

Ps: This is how some of us are, extremely hard on ourselves. Needless to say, you couldn't have gone anywhere had you not treated what rotted inside.