Laurel Selby (Auburn NSW)
Is It Normal?
Is it normal to feel tired, tearful and overwhelmed.
Is it normal to want to lie down and sleep after just having 10 hours sleep.
Is it normal to know that if you close your eyes and sleep your world goes away for just a while.
Is it normal to look at pics of your kids and think will they be ok if you go.
Is it normal to feel terror creeping up your throat not knowing where it comes from the inside but remember full well where it began on the outside.
Is it normal to want this all to go away.
To not fight the feelings anymore, to give up, to want it all to magically become peaceful.
Is it normal to have a million thoughts racing through your mind, feeling like you are torn inside your head between who you think you are, who you know you are, who people perceive you to be.
Is it normal to realise that what some say is strength is really the only part of you that has kept you alive.
Is it normal to break teeth just by clenching, to not remember how it feels to have a relaxed jaw.
Is it normal to have so much hatred inside to the point it becomes visual playing over and over just before your eyes but inside your head.
Is it normal to remember miniscule moments of hurt but pains when trying to remember full memories of joy.
Is it normal to mourn for the dead whilst they still have a pulse.
Is it normal to smile on the outside but be completely shattered on the inside.
Is it normal to want to cry because you know you have to get up tomorrow and ask yourself this all again?
IT IS NORMAL TO SAY I WILL BE OK
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