
“Different emotions at one stretch make me feel that I am lost somewhere.”
Each evening reminds me that time is slipping through my hands faster than I can hold it back.
Every sunset feels like a quiet reminder that somewhere along life’s journey, I have already lost pieces of myself.
Moments drift away.
Memories fade into distance.
And time moves forward without ever turning back.
Some nights, these thoughts grip me so tightly that I feel as though I am drowning beneath their weight.
Yet strangely, the next morning, I rose again as though nothing happened.
Sometimes I trust no one.
Sometimes I trust everyone.
I feel drowned.
I feel saved.
I feel shattered.
I feel happy.
I feel confident.
I feel completely different from who I was yesterday.
I love.
I hate.
I feel jealousy.
I feel compersion.
So many opposite emotions living inside me at the same time leave me overwhelmed one moment and emotionally exhausted the next.
And in the middle of all these shifting feelings, I often wonder if I have somehow lost myself along the way.
But perhaps the hardest part of life is not feeling too little,
it is feeling too much all at once.
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