The Price of Inner Pain

 

disrupted

 

Depression

Anxiety

Social angst;

Fear to go out

Fear to talk to others

Feeling rejected

Misunderstood

Bored

Alone…

.

These are the feelings my son experiences almost daily, and most certainly on school days.

.

But his burden is not only on him.

Our family life is

Broken

Disrupted

With tears

And screams

And fears

And apprehension

At every turn, every corner.

.

Mother becomes counselor

But also sounding board

Story teller (“when I was in middle school…)

Cheerleader (you can do it)

Or backlasher (stop it!)

When the day was too long

The child too agitated

My mind too fragile

To carry the extra burden.

.

When life is disrupted

We tend to stay home

We don’t socialize;

Everything seems too much

Too heavy;

A burden instead of fun.

.

The price of inner pain is

Isolation

Depression

Sadness

Feeling lost.

Impossible to concentrate

To do

To create.

.

When the mind feels hurt

It puts up walls.

When the family hurts

It closes doors.

.

No man is an island

And those who suffer

Don’t suffer alone.

~~~*~~~

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