Is it normal that these things of the past have become me
Never have i understood poetic language as i do now. I feel like i now know the despair of such inspiration. Books and songs that i return to appear as my life at present. I read The Awakening in highschool, but 3 years later this story takes on a new meaning to me. I have sarcastically threatened my boyfriend that i would drown myself in the ocean to find freedom from his criticisms. He doesn't know what i'm talking about, but i am now a witness to Edna's oppression.i feel devalued as a person and i sometimes obsess over the symbology of Chopin's imagery.sometimes i cry, wondering if i will someday share Edna's fate.i don't know what to do.every song i used to listen to in my younger days describes a different melancholic aspect of my life. I don't think i'm yet depressed, but i do feel lost and alone, unknown to my self.