I will not calm down. Will not repress my emotions and swallow my tears. Will not control my temper. I will learn to surf on it. Transform the energy and let it drive me upward, forward.
But what if I fall? What if it comes crashing down on me, undercurrents pulling me away from the shore, big gulps of salty water filling my mouth, my throat, my lungs?
I won’t fall.
I might lose my balance for a second. Sway. Wobble. But I won’t fall. I will surf. And IF I should fall, I’m a good swimmer.