“But feelings can’t be ignored, no matter how unjust or ungrateful they seem.” ~ Anne Frank
Holding in your feelings, ignoring them.
It’s something I have been known to do.
As I grow and evolve I get better and better at speaking my mind, saying my piece.
But sometimes it feels like I fall down, get pushed over, looked past, and I allow it to happen.
Not so much because someone is actively ignoring my feelings, but because I am ignoring my own.
I put other’s needs and feelings in First Place and my own in Last.
I forget I am allowed to have feelings, even inconvenient or uncomfortable ones.
I worry that I am taking up too much space, too much energy.
I make myself small.
I am the message on an old gravestone, rubbed out and unreadable.
I know better.
I have grown so far, why do I fail myself in this regard?
I know I can’t ignore the feelings.
They burrow deep down inside me and grow roots.
Roots of anger, sorrow, sometimes joy unshared.
I recommit to myself to not ignore my feelings.
To feel them.
To sit with them.
To become friendly with my insides again.
If you’re in the mood for something else a bit emotional: Last Night I Cried
Or something else that’s a super quick read: Kissing Him
****Photo by the author – E.L. Byrne