“The weight of unspoken words is heavier than any burden we carry. It is the weight of things left unsaid, of emotions buried deep, of truths hidden away in the dark corners of our minds. And as that weight grows, it begins to crush us, to suffocate us, until we are no longer able to speak, no longer able to express the things we need to say, the things that could free us from the prison of our own silence.”

-Alice Walker

Pain that's buried alive stays alive, but it will morph and mutate until it finally comes out sideways like a volcano erupting...

On 12th October 2017 my volcano 🌋 erupted when my suppressed anger finally erupted and dining room chairs went flying out onto the deck.

Fortunately, in this instance, except for the chair, and my concience, nobody got hurt because they weren't around to bear the brunt of my breakdown.

“Together we fight. Together we rise. Together we Heal."