Are you okay?
It's fine if you're not.
Really, it's fine.
Don't worry about me, or about what I'll think of you.
I understand you, somehow.
If you think you're weak, well, I can't say you're wrong.
We have moments of weakness, even the bravest soldier does.
What matters is that you're trying, trying to make things go well for you,
to be happy, to be grateful, to be busy, to be, yeah, okay.
But of course, we can get tired from trying.
When good things haven't pervaded your insides yet, it won't be easy.
It won't be natural. Not yet.
And it will always sap out your energy.
It does, for now.
So I tell you again.
It's fine if you're not feeling positive today, or this minute, or this hour.
Probably it's about time that you rest, that you stop trying for a while.
Feel the pain, or loneliness, or yearning
or whatever it is that's leaving your equilibrium askew.
Allow me to sit with you while you let the feeling sink into you again,
back around your system.
Feel it.
Bask in its exotic beauty, for there's beauty even in disarray.
Dwell on it until you have enough.
Then release that scream that's long been pent-up in you.
Open yourself up to that steam that's been billowing in your chest.
Let out the words you've so long forgotten
but have buried at the back of your head.
Free yourself, my friend.
Empty yourself of these destructible things you don't deserve.
Let it all out.
You'll know when you're done.
You'll know it when you're already empty enough to receive good things again.
You'll know it when you're ready to try again,
to face another day, to fight again.
You'll know it when you've loosened your grip
on the thorns that have been keeping you wounded.
By then, I'll be happy to ask you again,
when I know you can already genuinely say,
you're okay.
