Carrie, no many of us don't know the other person. You're are reading a woman who has wanted to "give up" and just go away for about oh, a thousand times during the last year. I didn't. Why? Does it bring out emotions? Oh, you'd better believe it.
But what happens to those emotions if they are not "brought out?" If you do not express yourself in some form and in our form, well, it's our writing.
If you do not express yourself you slowly begin to die. You may not look like it, you walk, talk, function, move around but inside you are slowy dying. I know because I had been dead for years. I never lived because I was afraid that something I would say, do or write would be taken the wrong way, misunderstood, not helpful or whatever and so I did and said nothing. I contributed to nothing, I raised three children, kept a house spotless, did everything I was supposed to do but ME, myself, had nothing, no fulfillment at all. I had absolutely nothing I could call my own.
Until I wrote something. And once I did that, it was fuel. It was and is fuel.
Sometimes that fuel burns down and we need to step back, funny thing, that hasn't happened to me yet. I keep thinking it does, tell myself it does, believe it should, I sure have enough reason to fall apart and just "give up" I should have faded away a long time ago but I'm still here.
I hope you will be too.
Refresh yourself. Don't do what I've done and drive yourself until you are half-dead.
That's not good either, believe me I wouldn't recommend that to anyone.
I did it because I was afraid of being imprisoned again in a tomb of dead stone where no one heard me and I knew, I knew that if once that happened I may not have the strength to pull myself out.
But above all, take care of yourself.
Any poem and any reply is a contribution to this or any other forum. Just the time you spend to let someone know means a lot. You have no idea how happy it makes me if someone gets something out of a poem I wrote.
I don't mean competition, or a popularity contest, if someone doesn't like or want to read me, that's fine! I mean writing something to make someone feel alive.
Cause we are and we should live it to the fullest.
Take care and stay strong.
My perception of truth will somehow never quite be the same..and so I write.