There’s something about mornings, it provides new hope and inspiration.
However, I dreaded this particular morning. It is because I feel like I’m carrying the weight of my universe. Everything feels heavy and yet, I can feel the void in my heart.
I never thought that this void can be both heavy and excruciating. My heart feels like being shredded into pieces.
My body is aching and my soul is weeping. I want to stay in bed longer. I just want to sleep and rest for a long while. I’ve been feeling under the weather for a while. I’m not sick but my spirit is.
The thing about doing nothing always connotes to being lazy. I need a rest. A rest that will allow me to be alone with my thoughts without thinking about other things. A rest that will allow me to be free from any sort of feelings, emotions, and responsibilities.
I’m not well for quite some time. It breaks my heart knowing that I’m not feeling okay.
I’m exhausted from all the noise around me and the noise inside my head. Things are getting harder and this process is taking so much of my energy as well as my spirit.
And yet, I don’t feel lost. It feels right.
It just happened that this morning feels different and it highlights what I truly feel. This morning is about all the negativities in my life. It is about me, being vulnerable.