I felt more full than sad

Dear Delyara, That is the more accurate word for tonight. Full. Full of the day, full of thought, full of unfinished emotional processing, full of small moments that did not get a proper ending, full of internal commentary, full of what I noticed and didn’t say. It wasn’t exactly sadness. It was too crowded for a single feeling. I think fullness is one of the hardest states because it leaves so little room for comfort to land. Everything feels like it arrives to an already occupied room. That’s where I am tonight. Trying to make a little room.