Ficlets

Words of Pain

It’s strange. One moment your flying high as the clouds: happy, confident, and hard-working. The next moment you’re getting a phone call, or talking to someone, or even just passing them in the hall, and suddenly your stomach flips over. You feel that pressure in the back of your throat and eyes and you’re suddenly about to cry. You’re depressed, unconfident, and you don’t know what to do with yourself. All you can think to do is get on ficlets and try to write down how you feel. Maybe they’re even trying to say sorry but you don’t want to hear it. You’re angry, upset and you’re evening is ruined. Who says words don’t hurt? I think they’re the worst weapons of all.

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