I have a problem whereby instead of feel …

I have a problem whereby instead of feeling better after pouring my heart out, whether it’s to parents or lovers or other confidantes, I actually feel worse: this because you felt that you’ve exposed yourself, thus imbricating yourself further in relations with these people, when in fact, someone with my “problem” should make it their mission to flee and roam, to settle in their own purgatory and find their way through it without recourse to others except as necessary. I don’t mean that help is wrong or help is bad, but there is a time and place for it. And there are times when you need self-reliance and you need to make it through the dark nights alone. Because you have to test yourself. That’s the only way through . You need to develop that courage. So sometimes it’s better to slip out the door silently while the world sleeps. Just pack one bag, and see where things take you. As soon as you step out that door, you are in terra incognita–even if you are familiar surroundings, you are, mentally or even spiritually, in terra incognita. And that’s how it ought to be