Control: A Journal Entry

The weight is crippling
No way to diffuse the emotion
No way to share the burden

Internal locus of control:

It’s
All
On
Me.

No way to get away from myself,
To escape the thoughts in my head, going a thousand miles a mi-
nute…

Wish it would
STOP.

I take a breath.
I close my eyes.

I breathe again.
I grab your hand.
It’ll all be alright.

Post written by Claudia Klinck

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