Hey, it's me.
So...
I've been carrying a burden.
All to myself.
There are a few that know, but it is my burden to carry.
I've buried it 6 feet under, in hopes that the memories would die there where I left it.
But much like a forgotten casserole, it is festering in my favorite tupperware.
My ONLY tupperware.
One of these days, I'm going to have to open it back up only to find that it has not just vanished.
What once could have been deftly disposed of, has now evolved into an entirely new species of abhorrent rot that will taint my tupperware forever.
I'm talking about therapy.
GET THERAPY.
Talk to someone.
You do not have to bare this burden alone.
There are other people out there that have shared some of your experiences.
Everyone you meet has suffered in some way or another, but not for naught.
By sharing our darkest moments with each other, we can ease the isolation of that darkness.
When you survive a traumatic event, your life as you knew it should not end there. You survived for a reason.
To grow closer to the other humans you are forced to share this earth with.
To realize your oneness with the world at large.
You've been given insight into another's suffering.
The tools to help them through it.
The compassion you may have previously lacked.
HODLing this burden, with no outlet of catharsis, I have found myself disassociating with "reality".
I am ripped in half, split between two worlds, vacillating between mine and theirs, and now I am tired.
Maybe it's about time I asked for some help.
Every Monday I will be serving up a fresh batch of music to broaden your universe, and if you like what you hear, you should upvote, resteem, follow me, and/or leave a comment with some of your favorite music, and/or your own opinions on the matter at hand, so that together we can reach the rest of the universe. Or not. The choice is always yours.
[I do not own these videos, but it is my civic duty to share them]