Prologue
342 Words
“How do you feel now, then?”
“What’d you mean, how do I feel now?”
“A lot of things had happened. I was wondering how it might’ve affected you emotionally, as it has done to everyone else.”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t know? May I ask what you mean by that?”
“I don’t what to feel, what I should feel, what they think I should feel, what I think I should feel. It’s a jumbled mess inside. I don’t know what I’m feeling, or if I’m feeling anything at all.”
“Well then, can you recognize these as part of that ‘jumbled mess’? Pain?”
“Yeah.”
“Guilt?”
“Maybe.”
“Grief?”
“Guess so.”
“I understand it’s hard for you to label everything right now. Well, as far as I can tell, you are confused and torn between your emotions and the rest of the people around you. Am I right to say that?”
“Why does it matter?”
“What?”
“Why does my emotions matter? You know what happened. You are affected it, permanently. You know how things are irreversible. What I feel, what you feel, and what the rest of the world feels are utterly irrelevant. If I feel sad, d’you think it’d rewind those past months? D’you reckon anything will change if I am able to label my emotions.”
“Yes, I see your point. I really do. I agree that nothing will change and what happened, happened. However, you must understand what catalyzed the tragedy. For both prevention and closure, the root of the problem must be addressed. After all, it all boiled down to emotions, didn’t it?”
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- Writer
