Inadvertent Cultural Compliance
How are you?
Like a seed, rooted, but fighting against the centimeter of soil above me that seems to suffocate me.
How are you?
Sensing as if parts of me are mouldy and will never grow the way they were intended to.
How are you?
Alone, in a world full of strangers that will never be able to see through my eyes.
How are you?
Desperatly needing a team and at the same time analyzing the child ego state in the need.
How are you?
Cold, empty, grieving that I do not create what I want to have.
How are you?
Liquid.
How are you?
In an emotional roller coaster that whirls me around.
How are you?
Enjoying the free fall of nothingness.
How are you?
Grieving as the feedback I get lets me realize how much I block myself.
How are you?
What the fuck am I doing with my life.
How are you?
I am, here and now.
How are you?
Joyful that I’m just where I want to be.
How are you?
Late for work.
How are you?
Torn apart between answering with authentic honesty and playing the game society expects from me.
How are you?
Good, how are you?