A Pustule of Emotion
“I cry a lot. My
emotions are very close to my surface. I don’t want to hold anything in so it
festers and turns into pus—a pustule of emotion that explodes into a festering
cesspool of depression.” –Nicolas Cage
I
wrote once that I felt like I had the emotional capacity of a teaspoon. I think
I’d read that somewhere else, so it’s probably plagiarism if I say that was an
original tough, but I felt like it suited me. I valued intellect and ambition
as a teenager and as much as I did feel emotions and try to love, I know I
hardly ever let myself truly feel all
the emotions my soul wanted me to experience.
In
the past few years, I’ve made some more conscious efforts and decisions to feel
more.
To
feel better.
(Better as an adverb.)
And
sometimes that sucks. Because it means I cry more. It means I feel less stable.
It means I’m more at war with myself trying to figure out how I feel and how to
act upon those feelings.
Sometimes
it’s not.
Actually,
most of the time it’s not.
And
the ice cream only numbs the feelings I’m trying to figure out
Sometimes
I know I’m feeling…something…really strongly. But I don’t know what it is exactly. I can’t dissect it
enough to know what proportions of what feelings are there or what events and
people those emotions actually correlate with. School, work, dating, religion,
future ambitions: it could be something from any of those. And then there are
so many subcategories that it is simply exhausting to actually feel.
But
even though it can suck to feel bad feels or be stressed about not knowing how
you’re feeling, it’s awesome to feel good things.
And
the more you’re willing to let yourself feel negative emotions, the greater
range you are giving yourself for joy as well.
Which
means much in between as well.
It’s
good to cry.
A
lot.
Because
ain’t no one want to turn into a festering pus ball.
And
I’ve been there.
And
I don’t want to go back to pus.
So
feel the feels and keep good, bad, middle, and who-knows what other kind of
emotions close to the surface.
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