I am still sad.
I feel quite off-kilter. Though, I quite believe I shouldn’t feel this way.
I cannot be both optimistic and sorrowful. I cannot be joyful and sad. Motivated and anxious. (But haven’t you learned you can be all of these at once?)
I cannot be so many things at once that are so separate from each other. The pull confuses me and I feel uncertain.
I don’t trust these feelings. I don’t trust myself. I don’t trust.