Prose: Feelings

My mind was spinning as if it was a tornado. My emotions would not stop raging out of control. I was losing it. The madness had taken me once again as I relived my traumatic past. Anger, suicidal thoughts and reckless behavior consumed me. After the episode ended, I could feel tears in my eyes forming as he gently kissed my forehead. His eyes met mine with a gentle gaze and I apologized over and over again. He caressed my face and said with a smile, “Trish, you have a lot of feelings and that’s okay.”

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