Four years ago, I would of been completely torn up and unable to process normal life. Now, I notice it and at times it makes a tear well up but I analyze it more than live in it. I do not understand it nor will I ever. I have so many theories that it makes my head hurt not being able to put the pieces of the puzzle together. I am crying for freedom of this feeling. Emotions are about the strongest things we have. We own them, or maybe they own us.
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