I’m Beginning In The Middle Of The End

Welcome to my blog.  I’m beginning in the middle of the end.  I am either very emotional, or forget emotion completely. I am wise beyond my years.  There are no lines to think outside of.  The glass is half broken.  Excuse me for stepping on your toes.

I grew up with the vague sense that the pounding crash of emotions held tightly against my breast bone is probably the only thing keeping my heart beating.  To release this emotion would be to take my last breath and expire.  Forget about going to a therapist and letting it all out.  I’m more afraid I’ll kill someone if I ever release that stored up energy.  Maybe if you were weak and wounded, you wanted to let go.  No one in their right mind would want to do something so dangerous.  And so irresponsible.