Sentimentality

 Sentimentality


Sentimentality is my gift. It is a gift that will never escape. This gift lets me love, but also brings me pain, deep pain. My emotional depth is so great. Endorphins are rushing through my body, my heart, my soul at all times. They create feelings of love, of joy, of pain. 

Right now all I feel is pain. But I must not let this pain overwhelm me. I can grasp this pain. I can control this pain and move it into growth. Pain conceives growth after all. I must hold onto my sanity. Sentimentality is my gift. I can feel. I have felt. I will feel.

This growth is what I have been waiting for. A breakthrough has emerged. All this time looking for answers, attempting to will growth into my mind when all I had to do was let go. I had to let go of the things that prevented growth. I had to face the truth. I had to figure out the reality of my feelings. This is growth.

I am a stronger person now. What can I not achieve? What goals can I not reach? I showed myself my mind is stronger than I have let it be. I have fulfilled the growth I have been in search of. Give me pain and I will grow. 

I am sentimental. That will never change. But I have found a way to control it. Before, sentimentality was my downfall. It devastated me at times. It led to many nights of tears because I could never control it. Now, sentimentality is my gift. This gift allows me to give and feel love that others can. This is my superpower and I have finally discovered it.


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