Saturday

It’s something we all know about but mine has been a little to much to handle recently.
When I was younger, I learned this really cool trick to turn off my emotions. Sounds weird but it works, or it used to. I went on for years, a shell of my own existence. No one suspected a thing. I’d mimic the feelings of others when appropriate, as not to let my own feelings show. I was afraid if I let myself feel, I’d be stuck in the memories without escape. And now it’s come true.
I’m in college with remarkable grades; I should be content with my life. But all I can feel now is pain. It seeps into my joyful times; it plagues my dreams. All I have is this incessant sadness. I had no power then and I have no power now. A slave to my own mind, with no hope of liberation.