You don't know me. You only see what I give you to see. The internal quiet, The other me.
When you begin to feel captured and held hostage in your own mind, you know you have a problem.
The circle itself is exhausting, the emotions life changing. Nevertheless, we do not give up.
We know our brain is sending all the wrong signals. We seek help from one place or the other. We pull away because it seems no one understands or cares to understand. Then we reach out again, and if we are lucky, one person may understand.
When someone we know is stuck, hurting, broken, confused, lost, and alone, we must reach out to the souls left out on the margins, detached and isolated from a world who does not understand.
In my mind, I was hiding in a dark closet that Jesus would never step in. When I say these words aloud, I imagine there are many people with issues I am unaware of, sitting in a closet somewhere, thinking Jesus would never enter, too.