I've become acquainted with unpleasant feelings this week. Loss. Grief. Hurt. They sit in my stomach like stones and roll around like disappointment and bad grades. It's the sinking feeling you get when you know you forgot something but you don't know what. This time though, it's something I remember the moment I wake up and each second I'm alone in my head.
Now, I've reached anger. And it's not like the rest. It burns in my jaw and between my eyebrows. It doesn't settle in my stomach but instead slides off my tongue. I can taste a hint of hatred on my lips and poor judgment slides down my throat.
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