Open wounds in Quick Thoughts

I am overwhelmed. I felt lonely for a second and some of my scars have opened. I don’t know if I am depressed because I kind of like how sad I feel. I had been so numb for so long. I’m actually listening to music this evening. I re-upped my paint supplies and want to paint again. Every nerve feels like a firefly while I hold in my cry. I’m here, I’m now and I’m alive.