“I guess, what I’m asking is,
do you even care to understand?”
Didn’t you know? I live with this pain every day. Not just emotional scars that seem branded into my memories. My personality. My entire being. It’s so much more than emotional pain. There’s physical pain as well. Like my body doesn’t know how to relax, no matter how much I tell myself that there’s no danger. No threat. My muscles remain tense, my senses on alert. Can you fathom how it feels to hold your own weight on your shoulders, never able to release? Can you fathom why I suffer so much? Why it felt like you ripped my heart from my chest and tossed it away, like it was a burden? I guess, what I’m asking is, do you even care to understand?
© Sarah Doughty
Do you even care at all?
Expressed well.
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Thank you.
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My pleasures.
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Such anguush. An anguish that I am acquainted with. And the question at the end, too. So well expressed
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Thank you for the kind words.
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Beautifully explained. Many don’t understand unfortunately. 🤗
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It is unfortunate, especially when you realize too late things were going down the wrong path.
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That’s a powerful question…
Painfully beautiful, Sarah.
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Aw thank you, love.
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You’re most welcome!
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Feelings of anguish well expressed 👍
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Thank you for the kind words. 😊
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