This quote says it all. I feel every thing. I consider every thing. It's all there...love, hurt, pride, disappointment...I hold onto it all; it piles up, and sometimes I overflow a bit. And then people tell me what I need to do to fix myself.
And I don't like that.
I don't like that they think I am simply broken. A weekend project with a quick fix. A multiple choice test with the correct answer listed right next to the c).
There has always been so much stuff in my brain. When that got full, stuff started filling my heart. Then it started to fill up my digestive system, then my reproductive system. Now it is piling up in my joints.
And goblets, nowhere.