Metanoia: Different shades of life
Nesrine BENAHMED
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“You know, having a panic attack feels like you're collapsing, like your organs are rebelling against you, and that you'd throw them up. It's like you're on a swing ride in an amusement park. At first, you're there waiting for things to happen, and for gravity to mess up with you. After a while of waiting, it starts working, and slowly you're reaching a frightening height. And it's not like you have phobia, but you certainly feel things as your chest starts tightening, you think it’d explode. Then, it's swinging and you just want to scream or jump or whatever, but you can't do that. You're tied and scared and there is no way you'd reach a solid ground.”
“Dying feels like a familiar memory. Like a mental imagery that is bone-deep, and somehow melancholic. I am going to die. It is inevitable. It is imminent. That is just the way the dice has landed.”
“the echoes and flashbacks have shown up again and your melancholy grew more beautifully that you could see roses in your wrists and wanted to cut them. But in this bleak, dull, rattled reality that imprisoned you, there has been a truth that always dwelt in your heart. That you'll be illuminated by the aura of healing once you stop being selfish!”
“The days before that, human beings never paid attention to words. They were shallow to them. But isn't it that once we learn as little kids that hands and legs and feet are a part of us and that they are ours that we can control their spasmodic movement?”
“It is funny how the person who’s been abusing you all of your life starts to complain of the self- destructive behaviors your brain has learnt to cope with when all they did was destroying you.”
“I want you to feel that you are not alone. Never be afraid of feeling too much, or letting yourself feel in the first place. Being human is being prone to error, to change, and to growth. It’s okay if you are feeling weary, lost, and scared. We all do. Don’t deprive yourself of feeling human”
“Ever since that day when autumn arrives and the wind sighs around you. If you feel a little sad, it's just the sobbing of the girl that's cracked.”
“Your sister tells you You're stinky as hell Because you don't shower Your mom tells you You're only good Being a disappointment Your brother thinks You're only gloomy Because you don't care They don't know It takes forever to heal, Sometimes, When the wound is deep It takes you forever to get up, Forever to walk, Forever plus one to decide If it's worth it if you eat, And what to eat And how to pick the dishes From the kitchen's cabinet, And that it takes a strength Of walking a marathon To wash them right after They don't know You stopped being you You stopped looking in a mirror That doesn't recognize you To search for a reflection The physics laws have no Dominance when it's your brain That's shut down Fragments of reality getting Forgotten in a dense black hole In your neurons Because for you, Time has frozen, And it's the only physics law That works For you All of them don't know That a corpse doesn’t shower A corpse doesn't hear her mom's tears A corpse doesn't care A corpse is living in darkness Because she's buried since a long Long time A corpse ceases to exist It just is And everyone knows it just is, It's just there Even If it's a breathing one”
“You are made of storms, Of waging wars and shades Of twinges and dreams You had a voice erupting from Wrenches that scream And you wondered how could You be noticed when all you Want is to be a silhouette There is no redeeming light To spark your inner glow Or make you still grow Lately, you had no voice And you know it was a choice.”
“When you yell at me I close my eyes and shut my ears To never hear a word you say I never want you to see my tears I know you need to shout aloud For you to hear your voice sears For you to know it doesn't hurt For you to know that it's still here That you no longer hear them scream I see your eyes are turning red I know your voice has bled as it turns my name to shreds I know you need to let it out I know you feel the walloping hell When all your inside is burning embers I know you need to shout aloud For you to know that you're still here For you to cover all your seams For you to take a heaving breath And finally clamor a silent dread -because anger is a mourning of a different kind”
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Book Keywords:
anger, mental-health, abuse, anxiety, panic-attacks, dying, depression-mental-illness
