As long as I don't think and just do...all is good.

And by the looks of it...this suits me just fine :D

I do remember what happened.

Not pretending. That it didn't exist.

It did. It was as true for me as the skin on my back.
And as painful when its ripped off.

But today I choose to look beyond the actions.
I choose to look at what are the possibilities.
I choose to believe.
I choose to heal.
I choose to see.
I choose You.

The initial rush of sadness that leads to anger is unbelieveable.

Of course, we being part of social systems with expected set of behaviour and decorum can't react exactly the way we want to.

So we think about it.

What is making you feel this bad?

You know it, don't you?

Go some place where you can be by yourself.

Yes, the loo is a good option.

Say it out loud. The "feeling-bad"thing.

And now look at it.

You were feeling bad because of your fear.

The best part of this is - its an illusion.

And you can't be afraid of nothing.

NOW you are ready to walk on.