The words in your head, are not the words you plead to say aloud. You anxiously want to say the words aloud to anyone that walks past in the street, the cafe, the meetings at the children’s day group; till heads turn and look at you in confusion, pity and condemn. You so eagerly want to shout the words in the faces of your loved ones; till they think your being selfish, they push you away further, while attempting to comfort you, and beg that you talk to them more often. You yearningly desire to go to the edge of that cliff; your cliff and scream the words; till the world just stops; your world stops.
The only words that come out. “I’m ok”. “I’m ok”. “Really, I’m okay”.