It swells and rises.
Bubbles in your gut till it tickles your heart.
It’s not a nice, funny feeling though. It’s a feeling that wants to cry, hide, curl up into a ball and never unwind.
It has a million questions - non of which you have an answer for.
You can’t help but feel you did this to yourself. But then you wonder if there was any other way.
What other choice was there and what would that feeling have been?
It swells and rises….