If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why, oh, why can't I?

This evening, I am falling apart.
My barrier is slowly being battered down by my raging emotions. Sadness, anger, disappointment, nostalgia, frustration, impatience, gloom, all are speeding through my sleep deprived mind. The past is slowly suffocating me. I am longing to curl up in a ball and breakdown. My heart and soul are wanting to break free from this monotony of a life. I find myself breathing desperation; Desperate for change.

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[bailish]

Wow! The tone of your writing contrasts sharply with your message.

The tone shows careful deliberation, patience, an eye for detail.

And yet your message shows intense emotion, desperation, impatience.

It makes it hard for me to take your message seriously. And yet, I fear that I might ignore it at my peril. To what extremes might this person be willing to pursue, to attain that ever elusive change she desires?

Doesn't she realize that change is inevitable? She needn't seek it, for it has already found her, just waiting for her to discover it.