Vulnerability is a staple of what makes us humans’ faulty, and at the same time, delectable. Self introspection of what COULD BE, and what SHOULD HAVE BEEN is a danger of what rips that fork in the road to pieces. “Should I?”, “I should.” A battle ensues, with all blazes of what the risks and outcomes will be calculating in your brain. Joy Autumn’s ‘Go’ depicts that fallibility, and sometimes self induced emotional rollercoaster of a ride.
The heart is a lonely beast.
And the reason for why we sometimes act the way we do, is a mystery.
That Agatha Christie-esque novel continues in each and every part of our emotions. We can’t relieve ourselves from it.
It’s part of what we are.
And from that, tragedy can occur. Under-served contact is common. Oh, what it could have been. We all can relate, and have tales we can tell. But will NEVER do so. For it’s our little tragic treasures, comfortable in our belly’s safety deposit box.
“The hardest thing you can possibly do is walk away from someone that you viscerally love and feel is a part of you. In that moment, I realized that I had to pick my own well-being, even though the distorted reality is that I perhaps loved this person even more than I did myself.”