The loud ticking of time.

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Hey everyone,
Welcome back to crazy little things! I hope everyone is doing ok and if you are not, well that is ok too because you don’t have to be ok all the time as you are only human. Firstly thank you to everyone who gave me such an amazing response on my last blog post One Little Scar, it was a hard post to write and played on my mind for a while but was worth writing in the end. It has been a weird and emotional time at the moment and I think that I finally fell down one of those slides to the dark place. It wasn’t until I was halfway down I realized what was going on and I panicked, I tried in vain to claw my way back up the slide. All that did though was waste energy and hurt me more than the ride down. So I am down the slide and I need to accept that I am in a low mood cycle so I can heal and find my way back up, as I have the time…
The loud ticking of time.

Once upon a time, there was a girl who found her self stuck in time, but it was only her that was stuck as everyone else’s time seemed fine, she could hear the loud ticking from the clocks. With each passing second came a deafening boom that caused the girls’ ears to ring. She tried in vain to catch up with everyone else’s time and each time she thought she made it, the ticking of the clock would send her back. What was she doing wrong? The girl was running out of options as she chased people around to be part of their time. The girl would wave and scream till her lungs would ache. Everyone just smiled and carried on living in sync with the clocks. She then thought maybe if she just acted like them then time would fix itself. So, she tried to march to everyone else’s beat and smiled like they did and acted like they did but the clock still kept on ticking and pushing her further and further behind. Dark clouds starting to form over the girl’s head as she started to cry, she couldn’t take it anymore, the loud ticks of time felt like they were mocking her now. As the girl lifted her hands to cover her ears from the ticking she was shocked by what she saw. The girls’ hands were fading, she was fading into time.
She was losing herself to this battle with time. The girl didn’t see that time wasn’t against her, if only she realized that time was giving her a break. Before the girl became stuck she was losing so much time trying to deal with so many things at once and she wasn’t coping. Time was not trying to mock the girl by ticking away, time was trying to let her know that when she has taken the time to heal and when she is ready that there is still time left for her, it’s not going away.

Take care all,
Vixxy Rose
Xxx

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