Although a lot of my emotions are buffered right now, (tucked beneath a layer of quieting cotton, out of view and muffled), the anger is there. I can’t feel it’s full strength, and yet there’s no denying its presence.
It eats away like a low grade acid within my gut, a mere whisper of an uncomfortable burning, always present and yet easy to ignore. I know you don’t want me to ignore it, but at the same time, I don’t know how to dig it out and let it burn freely. I acknowledge that it’s there. Im trying to get in touch with it. I know you need it to resolve the hurt and bridge the gap.