The dreaded silence is not my favorite sound.
In fact, silence frightens me.
I have never been truly alone. I find ways to fill the quietness.
I don’t understand why I need to feel needed. I don’t understand why being with people helps me avoid my inner struggles.
I fear I have many things to uncover. It could all be in my head. Or It could not.
I know that I am loved. I know that I am cherished. I know that when the time is right, I am needed. But why, oh why can I not bare the weight of silence?
Why am I afraid of myself? Why am I afraid to be the greatest person I can be? Why can’t I embrace myself? Why can’t I handle this silence?
I have something to discover. Perhaps in this silence, I’ll find what I seek. Maybe, just maybe, this silence can help me love all of me.