Suffering From Realness

The dramas started with me. I couldn’t hold my emotions. I screwed up everything. I am a monster full of rage. My wife is trying to tame me. She is helping me to move beyond it. I love her for that. She understands me like no one else does.

The reality is that things can no longer go back to normal. We can no longer pretend nothing happened. By being frank, I opened up everyone’s true feelings. We no longer have to mask or hide how we truly see each other. We don’t see eye to eye, but we can’t heal what we never reveal.

I would rather be awkward than not be honest. My emotions might have been channeled in the wrong place, but my heart is always in the right place. If I could take things back, I don’t think I could have changed anything. I am who I am. I can either hold it in or let it out. I spent way too long holding it in. It is time to let it all out so I can learn to live with the consequences. It is not easy and might be lonely, but I want to stay true to myself.

Life’s a bitch and then you die. Why should I live a lie? I am just trying to keep it real. I’ve been doing some soul searching and like Ye said, “Doctors say I’m the illest ’cause I’m suffering from realness.”