It has been with me for so long. I can only take so much. I can only do so much. And now I just cry.
But why am I not feeling any better?
Is it the anger? Is it the sadness? Is it the loneliness? Or is it the fear? I really don’t know. Sobbing in between sentences, I just don’t know where I’ll go from here.
I’ve never cried as hard since my grandfather passed away last year. Then, there was a valid reason for it, I knew what those tears meant. Now, this tears.. I could see no purpose in them.
This past couple of months has been hard for me. Harder it still would be for the next couple of months. This is where fear comes in. Certainty has never been something I’m fond of. In a split second, anything can change. Indeed it has, if not there would be no problem in the first place. My fear comes from the uncertainty of the whole situation; plan A gave way to plan B and now I’m at plan C. Should I plan for D.. it would only be wise..
The loneliness of it stems from the fear. It’s something that I hide well. I really hate lying to people. When a simple ‘How are you?’ I answered as ‘fine’, I really don’t mean it. ‘Fine’ has lost me months ago. But yet fine is the only word I want people to hear. It blinds them of the troubles I faced, troubles that I just can’t explain with words.
But I will try to keep my faith strong. God tests us in ways that are maneageble to us and I believe in that. Putting on a brave front to confront the unknowns and my fears are just the first few steps of it. Curling up in the corner has never done any good for me in the past so I guess it’s time to change.
The tears are gone now.. but they’ll be back soon.