I’ve always found myself transitioning into solitude when things get tough.
Sometimes, I feel the need to disappear, to slip away without a word to anyone.
It’s not that I don’t like being around people, but there are times when everything feels too heavy. This is the time when I crave being alone.
This thought of disappearing brings me a strange kind of peace.
I find a quiet corner where I can exist.
I have started loving my quiet moments and times in this corner. These solitary moments give me the utmost sanity and help me manage my emotions.
I feel free at this moment. I can do whatever I want, and the most important tasks I want to do are read and write.
I do not have to listen to anybody, as I’m away from the hustle and bustle of worldly activities.
I wish I could disappear often, but the people surrounding me hold me back.
It’s about my limits.
This is critical for my mental and physical health, too.
The biggest irony is that, despite having vanished, I still want to be found, seen, and not forgotten.
That’s the dilemma and the confusing part within me. Can someone find, look at, talk, and take me out of this darkness?
Dear friends, find me and find me within. I’m waiting for that one day to happen in my life.