There were times we sought for comfort, an ear to hear our thoughts, our dreams, look through our expression - someone that would know and let us not be ashamed. We found none. We found a companion in a book when we expressed everything about us both reasonable and stupid. My diary would never laugh at me.✨ It's dear. It's Dear diary
Hello, Precious ❤️
How are you doing?
It's been a while, of course, I am sure you are doing well.
It's been a long time since I reminded you of certain things, but I must say, you are really blessed.
Time flies so fast as though it's a whiff of air. Remember last year, we met someone beautiful and majestic. He gave us a balm that healed our pains🥹😊
Remember nights we shed tears and held on to prayers we doubted, he heard us.
He's been faithful, he came through last year.
When Depression almost stifled life out of us, he breathed into us.
Precious, it was him, it's still him and it will always be him.
We thought we would lose everything we loved last year, his small still voice didn't let go of our hearts, you remember, right?
And when you sought him desperately, nobody knew how it hurt. I myself didn't really understand the gravity of the pain. He ran with speed and saved you from a fall.
Precious, do you remember the joy that flowed like a river, the peace that harnessed your heart. 🤗Do you remember the faith that summarized your belief and the enthusiasm that erupted from just knowing him.
He is a solid foundation, he knows you better than you know yourself.
He's got beautiful thoughts for you. Precious, he loves you dearly.
He knows that you are not alright, he understands the struggles but don't forget his promise, my grace is sufficient for thee.
He will help you, remember you are his beloved.
Don't fret, he is your friend.
Love you,
Jophiel.
Dear diary,
Do you understand the feeling of wanting to outrun the others_ you want to be exceptional and excellent _ but you find yourself feeling sorry because these ideas have eluded your mind because of anxieties and pain. Today was not a good day, I had so much research to do but I didn't know how to go about it. I feel I'm not good enough. I can't concentrate. I just can't concentrate, I'm tired.
Dear diary,
Life is a gradual process. Just take a good look at me, I am blooming. I have always been scared, here I am, a confident lady. Josh told me that I was beautiful. You know how much I ogle at Josh, he is so good at work _ my bosses at work speak highly of him. Man is so eloquent. He said I caught his attention the way I carried myself during my presentation. The presentation was superb. I love the woman I am becoming. My ideas no longer elude me, they are so beautiful and I am working on it. I have not gotten there yet, but what I am feeling is so surreal.
Dear diary,
I wish to sit indoors and read so much, and most days, I would want to talk to so many people and tell them how impactful I have been destined to be. I am an ambivert, but most people don't understand that. They think that my achievements are getting into my head. How can I tell them that I change with each process I am made to pass through? I think the woman I am becoming needs to learn how to be point blank with people. I should not give any shit about people and their emotions_ dear Lord, that's not possible, I am too sensitive.
Dear diary, the way you have become a companion is so comforting. There are certain things which God and you are aware of in my life. I'm so glad about that. I appreciate each moment I strive because it's through you that I get to understand how awesome I can be aside from human compliments. Thank you for always being there. Forgive me, I will be sharing these unheard thoughts which you are aware of to Hive. Hive is a wonderful place where I learn a lot.
