People have been asking if I’m okay. No, it isn’t just a question. It’s an assumption that I’m not, that I shouldn’t be.
Should I? Shouldn’t I?
I’m okay.
People have been telling me how brave I am and how strong I am. Is it a statement or a nudge? It’s like they can’t believe it.
Did you cry? Don’t you feel sad?
I’m not okay.
They say that staying is the new shame. Is it bravery to be walking away? To give up in something that has been such a big part of you, that you once thought would be a big part of you. To drive into the unknown, with nothing but a feeling.
Maybe they think that it’s brave to not feel like it’s something you’d regret. Maybe it’s bravery to find out what lies ahead.
