Escaping from something
Today I escaped from something, I literally run away from it. There's the say that running away it's for cowards but I think sometimes it's the only option you have and a desperate one.
I felt a mix of emotions: relieved, angry and sad.
Relieved that I didn't had to confront it, that I made a strong decision and stepped up for myself. Angry because it's a situation that I shouldn't have to deal with. it wasn't something dangerous, it was an absurd personal matter that for others it's normal not have to deal with it. I find it unfair.
As I was running the last emotion to hit was sadness, I was tired of the situation, exhausted of living like this and to have the only option of running away. I felt ashamed of being so desperate.
Probably in the future I'll have to escape from more things. I'm really a person that likes to talk things out and fix things in a healthy way, but there are people that don't listen, no matter how hard I try. The only solution I see now it's to escape and get away from them.
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