Lump in my throat
The feeling of my heart imploding resonates throughout my body. As I sat watching a show on TV about homelessness, my own personal experience washed over me and left me unmovable, shocked…no, paralyzed. I must have blocked out my memories and emotions. I can’t believe how much of the pain I had forgotten, repressed. I feel so dirty. Like the dirt is tattooed into my pores. I feel my dignity beneath my feet, so low I can’t pick it back up. I feel the loneliness, the profound state of being that disunited my husband and I against the universe.
posted by Maryrose @ 5:33 PM
2 Comments:
Well, I've been fortunate to have never been in that situation, but my heart goes out to you for having lived it. Don't be so hard on yourself, Maryrose. Circumstances beyond your control forced you into situations you'd have never voluntarily chosen. Cheer up, Maryrose. You have people out here who care about you and are rooting for you :)
*hugs*
wow. that is an amazing experience you have had.
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