Thinking Out Loud No. 398

Song of the night: Ninja - Baegod
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The owner of a monthly journaling prompt I joined advised a great technique that has helped me tremendously. She suggests that if you're having trouble starting, just write from where you feel it most in your body. Describe the pain and let the words guide you to clarity.

Tonight I am writing from my throat. It feels like a million words are racing to escape, maybe even more. They're fighting over which ones carry more weight. There's Anger - whose words are like a thousand daggers, ready to dart through hearts and make you delete my number. Then Sadness - whose words carry an empathic tone to get you to hurt as I do. It wants to turn you inside out, just to see if your heart is beating, is it comprehending. Next is Exhaustion - they're tired of continually having to convince others how worthy I am of love, of reciprocation while Pride is revving to go. It wants to throw my success all over your face and make you envy me, lust me. 

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Wow, I reached out to friends and they all got high with me. My mindset has completely changed from the tone of this journal post. I'm not sure if I want to keep this part in but we can always edit later.

Love y'all, goodnight.