Weakened Emotions
February 2, 2020 - Entry 6 I want to cry, but I won't. I feel it rising in my chest, the cool sensation of sadness bubbling up inside me, but I can't. I remember a time where I used to express my emotions with pride. With care and love, carefree and brazenly. Without a thought there could be a consequence to these treacherous feelings, these hindrances that create a standstill to my ever tantalizing life. Now, I'm so jaded from the world, I repress myself and lie. In all honesty, these emotions are a hassle to deal with as weak or emotional, so I can't help myself now. Somewhere along the line I've done it so often that it'll subconsciously happen. I'll hide my feelings inside, suppressed and out of sight where no one can critique or read them. But somehow I've gotten careless. I started showing them to people. Suddenly my words and experiences drip sweet like a juicy Jolly Rancher or enticing the others to come look, become magnetized and dr...