It's curious how I am just able to move through life at normal pace most of the time, even while inside my thoughts and feelings and my very center of gravity seem to be moving at the speed of light. I am constantly shifting things about, paving the way for everyone but myself to be content, satisfied, peaceful. I am a giver, a helper, the one who makes it all OK. I wonder when I will reach the point of nothing left to give? Can I give so much of myself that one day I will just be gone if no one is there to restore me? Can I restore myself even while I'm giving myself away?
I appear peaceful and serene to most people; who would guess that in my heart there is so much turmoil and unrest?
It is as if I have split myself into two people; my public self and my private self. My private self is shared with no one. I'm not sure anyone is willing or able to be a part of my private self anymore. I don't know who would care enough to know or know enough to care.
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