Digging Out.

Thanks to Michele for a great blog name, the title of which I’m stealing here. 

I did dig myself out today. I started watching a documentary. Documentaries always help. The key is reconnecting with humanity, with the world, with life outside my dreary weathered soul. I began to write. I started formulating performance pieces. I didn’t even notice my transcendence into normalness. The clawing, inferno inside of me was calming down. Calm. This is an important word for me. I don’t have to be afraid of the world inside of me. It’s me. It’s okay. I don’t have to take a pill to numb myself. I can, when it’s too intense, but otherwise, I just have to, be a person. Humanize myself. 

About Undecided Pseudonym

A woman who remembers enjoying writing.
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