To POWERLESSNESS
I hadn't been feeling well for a few days now and was constantly on the road of loosing myself to the feeling of being unwell. It wasn't surprising to me, to let myself go towards something that made me feel less strong. And the idea of not being stunned by feeling powerless, scared me up. Was this a new normal for me? To not feel myself, or to release myself into an emotion that held me back? I didn't know what was it or why... but I surely started to realize how was it by now. My mother suggested me to get dressed up better around the house and to stay regular with my schedule (which I actually didn't have). Listening to those things made me aware of the person that I was not and the person that I never wanted to be. To feel helpless and to not remind myself constantly about my strength wasn't one of my traits. In fact, admitting the fact that I felt weak, horrified me upto the core. Maybe I wasn't feeling weak; I thought, maybe I just didn't make mysel...