thoughts for the middle of the night

you are not alone. 

not even right now when you feel you must be. whether someone lies next you or not, you feel the illusion of loneliness and it is suffocating, i know.  it feels unbearable and all powerful.

but it isn’t.

the real problem is that you aren’t alone enough. because as isolated as you feel, IT is still there.  the voice in your head.  it’s the one telling you that not only are you truly alone, but that there is something wrong with that. something wrong with you that leads to this condition. 

what if you didn’t believe that voice?  what if, when you are trembling and raw, you saw only the truth with no interpretation? woman, awake, in the middle of the night. 

everything else is spin.