Apparently the majority prefer I keep my demons to myself.
Prefer that I feel as though I'm going insane alone.
People love to ask if you're ok.
Seldom, do they expect to hear that you're not.
It freaks them out when you're not.
Even if it's temporary.
It scares YOU?
And you think I'm not?
If I felt like a burgler was trying to break into my house you'd want to know.
But, it's different- when it feels like a demon is trying to enter my mind.
Even though I know it's not!
What's the point? What could you do to help you ask?
You could do the one thing I asked... Let me talk it through.
Guess that was too much.
I'll respect your wishes. I'll respect your insecurities.
I'll let you live your fantasy life.
And I'll continue to live in mine, and keep it to myself.
To those of you that that did listen, that did pray, that encouraged me, that KNOW the REAL me- thank you. YOU, and my faith in God have gotten me this far.
But, majority rules.
Originally written April 2, 2010 - and the reason you are now reading this HERE!
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