Emotion most convenient

I sat in the dark, listening to music crying.

It wasn’t an expression of sadness; it was an expression of emotion.

I’d spent the last year trying to engage with my emotions.

It was something that I had shut off for so long.

I could now turn it on, almost like a tap. Tears, abundant in appropriate circumstances.

Where once it was in a line, on a bus, at a desk.

Now, i’d learnt how to release. How to accept, recognise and feel.

It wasn’t the solution to my problems. But I accepted that it was a step. A step towards humanity.

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