is how easily the words flow out. not THAT quickly compared to some of you maybe but lightspeed for me. i’ve always felt depression is like a great fear of the known. everybody has it but to openly discuss it is counter-productive and only worsens it in others. so, i lock it in. if others get a leak, i’d patch it up and double-check the seals of mine. eventually i released a bit. it gushed out, Â then reduced to a steady flow. Â i regretted it after. so much regret. i slapped and dumped buckets of sealant so it would never happen again. but the pressure builds up elsewhere and bursts from those pipes.. nothing stays in forever and i wont allow it to escape. something has to give..
[edit] i want to take this back. what am i saying. . my head hurts.
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I’m in no way endorsing drinking as an acceptable outlet or an intermediary blah blah. Bad things can happen too. Really bad things.
I see. I need to start locking in my emotions so nobody has to worry about me. Heh, more secrets and falsehood and here I thought I let it all go.
that’s my point. i’m wrong. my way is not the way.
wait that’s what you wanted me to say. thus forcing me to open up. noooooooo.. well-played
haha I got you xD