I´m here but I am not.***
I
know, the thoughts I am writing are not new to anybody; I think, this
theme has always been present in my blogs and comments. I have read
lots of bloggers write of the same thoughts too. So, the litany below
would not be any revelation. Same old, same old.
But for me
writing these thoughts down, acknowledging them, is my way of
confronting my problem and hopefully curing it with this process; I
wish to find the healing, which seems for me so elusive.
I am
tired of just thinking these thoughts, I will just write it down, empty
my head of this shit. I know, I don´t have to function all the time but
I need to and these thoughts will paralyze me again if I don´t find an
outlet for them. I know, I won´t get any answers right away (if ever!).
So, I would do the next best thing (rather than lie down the whole day
and let the boulder of thoughts weigh me down) and blog.
There are moments in my life (the older I get, I feel the frequency of these moments increases!my life equation: age x responsibilities + stress / emotional stability = emotional connection ) when I am emotionally disconnenected. It happens specially in stressful times.
It
does not help that my body reacts to stress with depression. It does
not help that there are three very young children, who are dependent on
my stability and whose eyes reacts more and more through the years with
understanding, sadness and resignation, when I go through these phases.
It does not help that I judge myself harshly in these times. And worst
of all, it does not help that I push the person/people nearest to me at
these times.
I don´t know if it is from reading too much
fictional books or watching too many films, but whenever I am in this
state, I see my true essence becomes imprisoned in thick glass
reminiscent of Snow white´s coffin, weeping silently and pounding on
the lid to be free, to be heard. The other part of me that who is
"seemingly" in control and outwardly detached is there to represent me
physically - sitting on the lid cloaked in black, barring everyone from
seeing my true spirit. These two "me" are not warring, they compliment
each other. My cloaked self, is even protecting the me "imprisoned" in
the glass, as confusing as it is for the outsiders visualising the
image I depicted.
I am not even in the core of what I feel, and
I am already shedding tears - tears of relief. Normally, I would stop
now, for goodness knows, there are so many things waiting for me to
attend to. But I need these cleansing tears.
I feel so alone; I
know, I am not. But I do. I hate feeling this way. But for the life of
me, I don´t know what to do (well, this time I wrote it, instead of
writing a vague, dark poem... wow, improvement! *smoking sarcasm weed* )
There
are so many of my family, friends, and love onewondering, how come it
has become so hard for me for the longest time to keep in touch. To
simply write a hello, I am still alive message. Or when in an emotional
turmoil, to simply write...I am in an an emotionaly dump, hi ho!
They
have heard the reason, they have accepted, I am what I am. But still,
when the moments come, they are unaware it is the moment, and I am
unable to say, I am in the moment. Maybe I could tell them in an email,
guess who bit the apple again, and hanging out in the glass coffin...
~~~
In between, I searched for Snow White film archive in Youtube, one with
a classic music piece, to underscore the emotion I am feeling, not
really to celebrate the drama in my head but to find release for myself.
As,
always in random searches I do, I stumble on something I am not looking
for but just what I need at this particular moment...
I subscribe to the philosopy, help yourself, heal yourself and eating your words does not cause indigestion but catharsis...
A lesson learned today:
It
is not a crime to come back to SoulCast with a depressing blog :( , it
is a crime to let friends in the dark to how one truly is... ~~~
*** In my previous blog, A Quick Paper ~ Message, I wrote I won´t be on much in SC as I used to. Indeed, I have reduced my time here.
I
beg again, your understanding if I would not be able to reply to
comments. I never do that intentionally. I hate being ignored, and I
hope I don´t come off as ignoring any friend if I don´t reply right
away or never :( .
I tried in the past, even if it sounds curt,
just to leave a short thank you (I might be doing a lot of this in the
future!) or I try to show my presence in your blogs, as a way of reply.
I
just dont want a friend reader or a friend commenter thinking, I don´t
care. It is just I might spend all the day here in SC if I obsess too
much on everybodys thoughts. And I use to be worst! *sigh*
I
have an alt here...born out of my desperation to just be able to write
without obsessing on comments on my blog left unanswered. I might be
writing a lot under this alt, the next few days .
Some
of you have already discovered this alt. I did not want to keep this
alt as a secret and if you are long enough in SC, nothing is ever kept
secret or hidden here anyway.
I am only writing about this now,
so not to cause confusion because I said, I would not be on much here
in SoulCast. gahhhhhhhh I hate rambling.
But I need to ramble
away my thoughts in words, just to release them, and I don´t want to
force/or obliged subscribers I have as PBW to read them. Or apologise
incessantly for writing these ramblings... hence the alt was born...
If
you ever stumble upon this alt, which is an obvious name,I hope you
will be kindly informed through this rambles that: I am not hiding the
fact I am here blogging, just not commenting (or reading much! because
of time constraints!).
Whew... this has gotta stop, lol.
Thank
you so much for taking the time (I hug you so tight, that you made to
this line! I don´t think even I can reread the words I wrote, lol...
feeling better now...hope it last long!)
Below are clips/music
videos to remind me, I can help myself through writing out my emotions,
and I am never a burden to anyone...
Snow White & The Silly Song
Bring Me To Life (Snow White)
Bring Me To Life (Evanescence)
"Bring Me To Life"
how can you see into my eyes like open doors
leading you down into my core
where I’ve become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead it back home
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become
now that I know what I’m without
you can't just leave me
breathe into me and make me real
bring me to life
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become
Bring me to life
(I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside)
Bring me to life
frozen inside without your touch without your love darling only you are the life among the dead
all this time I can't believe I couldn't see
kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I’ve been sleeping a thousand years it seems
got to open my eyes to everything
without a thought without a voice without a soul
don't let me die here
there must be something more
bring me to life
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become
(Bring me to life)
I’ve been living a lie, there’s nothing inside
(Bring me to life)



