No Longer Alone

I’ve tried hard these past thirteen years to limit my loneliness and always wear a smile regardless of my tortured mind. I am no longer alone and now reflect on those who are still fighting for freedom. There must be those with imprisoned minds even without mental illness. We all view life from our own lonely perspective and our fight to understand each other and our differences are constant. We are all self-involved to a certain extent and it becomes clear during misunderstandings and lack of communication. Each point of view derives from our own experience. I spend time repeating myself in my mind after I feel my words have reached people. I process what I’ve said so I may remember what I find pertinent for future conversations that may have repetition. We all have a story and within each story, I believe there must be pain, and there must be joy regardless of the life lived. I am open and I am sharing. I no longer am scared of my fragility and vulnerability. I have been set free and so badly would like to have an impact on removing the fear surrounding those who still feel alone.