Emotions: A Short Story

An hour after my aunt died I sat in my room on the side of my bed meditating on what I had heard from a friend, that emotion only lasts for fifteen minutes and everything after that is self inflicted. I had seen Medusa’s deadly eye eyes and turned to stone unmoving feeling the vulnerability of death; the warm lights of my room trying to provide comfort so such a cold event. I replayed my reaction to hearing the heartbreaking news over again in my head analyzing my actions. “Your aunt Danielle died,” I don 't remember who said it, but I remember my heart stopping. Without thinking I looked around everyone was waiting for my reaction and I waiting for them to say it was a joke. The light outside fit the mood perfectly the sun was shining, but it was not bright outside and I could tell it was cold just by looking past my mom’s serious face out the window. Abby was the first to speak asking how she died. I was confused and angry; how could she accept what they said so fast? I was not ready to accept that I would never see one of my inspirations, one I saw on a daily basis, again. Realization that she …show more content…
If I had to guess I would say I let emotions control me and hiding them is better than having too much emotion. It 's really hard for me to allow myself the emotions I know I need especially being sad. I think going through depression right after my aunt and dad’s deaths makes me afraid to be sad to long. However I do think the “emotion only lasts for fifteen minutes and everything after that is self inflicted” rule is somewhat true because you can choose your emotions and decided what affects you and how. Looking back on my attitude I think shutting down my emotions right away resulted in them building until they were damaging, but now I’m trying to find balance and the ability to allow myself to feel negative emotions without needing an