How do I feel?
That’s a loaded question.
I feel heavy.
I am drowning in a sea of words I want to shout, but I fear no one will hear… Or worse: no one will listen.
But, why? Why does it matter how I feel?
It doesn’t, so please stop asking.
Just know that I am going to express myself, regardless.
I am going to WRITE.
And so, this is how it all begins.
This is how I move past my comfort zone.
This is how I get over myself.
This is how I become invincible.
This is how I fulfill my calling.
Because, quite frankly, I don’t matter, but what I was sent to say, does.
It needs to be said.
I could care less if you agree with it.
I am not doing this for you.
And I am done trying to pretend that I am.
So, here it is. And here you are.
Feel free to read on; feel free to leave.
Either way, you’re welcome.
Photo: Belén Alemán / Self-portrait in Isla Verde, San Juan, Puerto Rico