Welcome To My Ted Talk

I've come to a halt. My body
doesn't want to move, it is
breathing out air, inhaling and 
exhaling but moving, no. It is
done, I am done, my brain, my
body, every nerve in my system is 
done. I recently watched this 
show called “Feel good” in hopes
to feel good myself, and it hit me
like an epiphany, how comedy 
often masks the complexities 
of nature, we call it mental health.
So, now that I've watched 
something that was supposed to 
be feel good, and I don't feel good 
after it, I think that the feelings that
are resonated by my mind, my body,
will go unnoticed. I don't know how 
to feel about it and whom to talk 
about it. So, now, my body is in this
state of self loathing with an ounce
of anxiety because I wanted to watch
something that'd make me feel good, 
but instead I watched something that
made me miserable.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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