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ddddid you know that I hold my breath? I only became aware of it pretty recently. I hold it incessently. All the time. It's chronic.
I've realized that this horrible habit of holding my breath also causes me to scrunch up my forehead. Which in turn causes a headache and a somewhat stern look.
In fact, holding my breath causes tension in all of my face. I think this shallow breathing is to blame for my whole body being tense. My shoulders feel like they should go forward - causing an unflattering slouch - to compensate for this great amount of tension I've caused. My whole body holds itself as if it'll explode at any moment. It's just waiting for something to come and plow it over. Straining, freezing, preparing to cushion itself from the impact. Shoulders forward, neck strained, nostrils flared, eyes squinting, jaw clenched, arms tense and straight, legs flexed and ready to run.
Of course you wouldn't notice most of these things by looking at me. My shame and desperate desire to hide it is the very reason for my tension. It's gotten so bad that I can't just exhale and let it all go.
This monster inside me has grown way stronger than whatever I was initially trying to protect myself from. It likes where it is. It likes hiding in the dark, warm corners of my distorted body.
I want to let it go. I want to desperately fling it somewhere. Anywhere.
What if I just shouted it, screamed it, spit it, spewed it, screwed it ...
ANYTHING TO FUCKING GET RID OF ITTTT |
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