Bella Mastrobuono '24
"Now for a moment of silence"
I can hear my own heartbeat.
The silence felt like forever.
I shouldn't be this nervous.
As everyone around me is clueless of the memories and thoughts that are eating me up,
I seem to only be able to hear my heartbeat and heavy breathing.
I become self-conscious:
Am I really breathing that loudly?
Can everyone hear me?
Even though I'm here physically, and I'm doing this for you, mentally I'm exhausted.
Am I going to Hell?
Is Hell even real?
Am I blaming the wrong person?
Is this all my fault?
Is this trauma that I went through just a mindset that I can't seem to let go of?
Maybe I'm the problem...
No, you're the one in the wrong