Yeah! That is just so very true. The simplest and easiest thing with me is to get hurt. I need no reason, no trigger, no situation. Nothing at all. At times I wonder if I am going insane? Or is it just one of those 'bad-hair-days'? The simplest of things now put me off. I can't understand what is happening. Nor can I express or explain myself in words. In this limited space, where I normally do type out a million words, I find myself falter. There's this fear now, and I feel averse to this blank white space, as though it knows more than what I want to give out, and threatens to give myself away.
Scribbles, ever so random ones, I cannot manage anymore. Suffocating, I am now, and the hurt has surfaced, all over again. And I know, I can go no more- so I ask, does it matter that I don't? Nay, it never did, I gather. No, I realise.
And I thought I was the only one to feel so! What do I do when I feel so? Close my eyes and think of where I want to be and start believing I am there. Any place with anyone I like. Try, it'll work. Ok...too much funda I guess. :)
And waise my sister's wedding! Not mine for God's sake! Am sick of hearing about it! Even at the wedding, "Tara's next!". Uff! And now even in blogville! :\
What about yours? When is the D-day? Not decided yet? :)
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