Human emotions are very fickle. One moment you can feel one way and a moment later you can feel another: not because the material circumstances changed, but because there was a mental shift in your state of being. That’s why if one were to hold their tongue for just a second longer, something more intelligent might just come out.
I am an emotional shipwreck. At first I thought I was dragging everyone down. But now I realise I’m not; they won’t let me; it’s against their survival instincts; they already did the smart thing and jumped ship, right at the moment they needed to in order to save themselves.
So it’s really only me drowning. It is common knowledge how difficult it is to save a drowning person, because they tend to drag you down. And the number one rule in emergency response is personal safety first: mothers put on their oxygen masks before attending to their children.
That is why I feel so alone; why I feel abandoned. But I must remember I know how to swim. And, importantly, God is on my side (Thanks Partrick).