Sequence of events!
It's never about today it was always about the days we breathe. Thinking of discomfort or experiencing it is not the thing that's making you anxious now but the links that are connected to it deep inside you. The little things pile up like they never mattered at the moment but you always wanted that to be considered but ignored it anyway. Now you know that those little things are not little anymore. You are brave enough already but you fear to respond to those things that are piled up and then this piles up too. This is repeating and we are avoiding it by naming it as life or bad days but but but, that's what comes in the end bothering you like you don't belong here anymore. You want answers that were unanswered back then, you want those caring moments and memories to last long, you want to talk about that smallest discomfort, you want to shed those tears, but now all you left with is regret. Now you don't have anyone to blame, to talk upon but be all on your own. Y
