Day 510

It's so hard to hear in someone else's voice the same pain, the same fear, the same heartbreak and utter exhaustion that you once had in yours. For me, time hasn't rid the emotions. They're still there, but they've moved down through my body, past my voice, and settled elsewhere. Some days they're in my heart, others in my stomach. But today, I recognized the sound of those emotions in the voice of another, and instantly I felt it in my bones.

Hearing that made me revisit a place I've tried not to go for a long time. Instead of releasing those emotions, I felt hollow inside, like there was nothing left of me. Just a void. Maybe it's just my funk I've been in multiplied by the sorrow and morbidity of the day. Hope so, because this is a place I didn't want to visit again.