I wrote about this song before but somehow it keeps coming back. There was a time where someone would ask me that. I couldn’t tell them it was in my food. Eating my emotions. Somehow forgetting what I didn’t want to remember by eating them. I don’t like to believe in karma, as I am Christian, yet somehow I sometimes feel it isn’t too far from the truth. At least not with me.
My beautiful daughter is suffering emotional pain. Now that I’m not hiding behind my emotions I see her pain, feel her pain. Sometimes it’s overwhelming. I remember the thoughts she has that I had too. But I ate them then threw them up.
The other day she reached out for help. I never did. I’m proud of her, but yet fear that I don’t know how to help her. I don’t know what to say, I don’t know what to do.
I thought at one time it was my fault that she’s going through her depression. But now I know that it’s not me. I might have been a part of it, but I’m not all of it. I only wish I knew where she goes when she’s gone… emotionally. When she comes out and cries, she still hides. There’s is a piece of the puzzle I can’t find.
Can anyone give me a glimpse of what a 20 year old is going through that might cause so much emotional pain? Please share. Maybe with the answers I can find the answer of how to reach inside… go beyond her wall.
Beautiful post: http://rainbowjenn.blogspot.ca/2010/08/emotional-wall.html