The dam broke and all of a sudden, everything came rushing back.
All the feelings I’ve tried so hard to work on, to learn to accept them, and then to learn to navigate my way through them, came rushing back to me like turbulent waves and I was once again being tossed around in this relentless ocean.
I find myself coming back to square one.
4 years ago.
It started slow — a little stifling here and a little overbearing there.
But soon, like a snowball rolling down the hill, gathering more snow,
it turned into this huge ball spiraling out of control until it finally crashed.
It had to.
Now, it feels like the invisible hand coiling around my neck has slowly tightened its grip around me once more and I know soon, the stifle will evolve into this huge blown strangle.
OUT.
OUT NOW.
It is all I could think of in my mind.
Yet in this world of reality, fear leeched itself onto me,
pinning me down and I couldn’t let go.
What do I do next?
Where can i run to?
DREAMS.
What are they when you have to first, survive?
Thus, ladies and gentlemen, here we are —
Welcome to The Wild Muse.