Fear is in the driver’s seat. It’s the driving force of too many things right now.
You’re afraid to walk, afraid to drive, afraid to breathe.
You’re even afraid to write. You feel as if you almost don’t know how to write anymore. You are stuck, stuck like hell, and you don’t know how to get out of it.
If only the feeling of sinking deeper into a hole would go away.
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I should write.
Write about what?
… the fact that I’m utterly and completely freaked out …
… that I’m stuck, but time continues ticking on, and I have to catch up at some point, but I don’t know how …
… that my my fall on Thursday that landed me on the back of my head has me afraid of everything, afraid of losing my ability to walk, my livelihood … though my head is fine, my brain is now chronically freaked out …
But, I can hardly write, hardly breathe, and it appears there’s no way out.

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