My chamomile tea tells me (written at the tip of the teabag) that one comes to a conclusion only when one is tired of thinking. But I can’t help myself from thinking. I got all these questions (don’t know who I could even ask).
If bonds are the things that hold everything together what happens when they break? If all your energy is spent on trying to fix them, what happens when you realise that you can’t.
When you walk away, how do you know that you will not want to go back?
When you tell someone that they can hold your hand how soon do you become feeling burdened by it?
Will I be able to think more if I feel less? How do I begin to feel less and how will I know that I stopped feeling if I stop feeling?
How do you say goodbye?
How do you accept that silence is better that conflict?
How do you give up on your anger? Is your anger your enemy or your friend? And when your anger washes away what is it that stays behind? Sadness or emptiness? Does your response to other people’s anger define you? Does it make you weak or apologetic? Does it make you revengeful and bitter? Does it make you a victim? Does it make you stronger?
How do you overcome? If you can’t keep bonds from breaking up where do you find the strength to build new ones?
Fuck, when will I get tired of thinking?
Notes: 1. “got all these questions, don’t know who I could even ask” is a lyric from the Pearl Jam song I Got Shit (or I Got Id) from the Merking Ball EP ( 1995).
2. I didn’t mean for this post to be sad, though it does look a little bit that way.
3. Any thoughts on any of these questions? Please share!
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