The Thoughts Unexpressed

I have discovered a scientific explanation for my brooding self. Every time I feel sad to have met yet another person who has let me down, yet another blow that my heart has to recover from, yet another episode that I try hard to set aside and prepare for life, I remind myself, I have a medical explanation for my condition. Melancholy. Too much black bile in the body. Can’t help why I constantly feel let down. It explains why I am the first person to cry my heart out over a movie scene that leaves all others only mildly unsettled. Why I constantly go back in time to think of all the β€œgood” things I have had, in what seems a previous life, and have tears flow down instantaneously, like a reflex. I am melancholic. Sob.

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