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A poetic prose for mental health as expressive writing

Locking your feelings into an identity drowns you.

You drown by naming your emotions — unable to save yourself.

Lost in the midst of waters— surviving to just have a breath of positive emotions. Figuring out why you got yourself drenched— all to no avail. Frustration arises — beating yourself up — drowning yourself more. The cycle goes on.

I think that’s why some people lose themselves in despair — not always because life is cruel, but because the label becomes a cage.
They’re given the choice to float or sink, but sometimes, they don’t even realize they’ve chosen the latter.

There are definitely a whole lot of other reasons people become depressed. I just felt this could be one of them.

God designed our emotions that way. He didn’t say everything would be pretty, there would also be sad times. Life ain’t a bed of roses. But He never attached a label.
 
So maybe the goal isn’t to name every emotion.
Maybe it’s to let them drift by without becoming one of them.

Because when you stop naming the storm,
you might finally learn how to breathe again.