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So what can we expect from others? There would be many who would nd come nd go. Some would leave an impact nd others would turn out to be a harsh lesson. But it's ok you would shed tears, morn for them

NO. Yes, the grief did soften me but at the same time it makes me want to kill myself. I wake up every morning and wish I were dead. No, my suffering did not strengthen me. There are days I get six panic

you’ve never cried lying in your bed... then I’m sorry”. I did cry like that, quite a few times. Most of the time freely but sometimes having to be silent because my daughter was sleeping nearby. It was

I have to live in a world where things are possible. The part of me that lives beyond all other things needs to live in possibility- in a chance that things, good things, must still lay ahead. Without

The part of me that lives beyond all other things needs to live in possibility- in a chance that things, good things, must still lay ahead. Without that I lose all will to participate in the world, to

Happened so frequently over 3 to 4 years in the past, including almost an entire year of crying every damn night and then waking up crying. But now the same things just don't hurt anymore. They don't even

❤️. It’s been 5 months I started walking every morning at 4:30 am from my comfort home to workplace . It takes me 30 to 45 minutes . Those almost an hour of walking it didn’t find me tired or afraid .

I like to be that one who will listen to everything you want to say, everything that you need to say. I like to advice people as they need. I like to be the one who gives the hand just to try to show how

i was raised by very traditional parents and i was brought up being afraid of the rod and/or the palm of my mother's hand - things that'd hit me if i did something wrong. That is how discipline is for

I remember biking to work at like... 4 in the morning. The route I took goes by this big river and it's pitch black. There were geese and they flew away into over water as I passed by. Their big wings

The "crime and punishment" system used to raise children doesn't teach right from wrong. It teaches conformity. It says "do what you are told or there will be consequences" instead

Love can you hear me out? Can you hear my thoughts? Can I tell you whats bothering me? Can I talk to you about stuffs about problems insecurities and my never ending rants? I hope youre not yet tired of

Not even friends and family unfortunately. Not even if they say they do. Actions or lack there of speak louder than words. Doesn't mean I stopped loving them, just means they can't be in my life anymore

This is not good for anyone. We must share what's all inside us even to few people, our loved ones because we will just make the situation more complicated than it is, you'll just grow a not healthy

I just made another note about how I feel being a burden to others 😞 I don't talk to people, Im just making a note in my phone about how I feel whenever I get depress especially at this hour of the day.

I love cacti. Beautiful amazingly clever plants that can grow and thrive in dry climates, where most plants won't survive. They need those spikes for protection from predators (my phone originally changed

I think it is much easier to open up to someone you don't know or to a person you've never really met 'cause you can be very candid and can talk without reservations. You don't need to put up a

It's about getting a response to feel like you have people who care about you and understand you, and it's hard to find that sometimes. It's rare nowadays, and you may have people who truly love you, but

it actually made me sad. i just knew that my bestfriend for years doesnt rlly know me because i wasnt telling him those 'kind' of thoughts because he's busy studying back at those times and i dont wanna

Talking to you feels a lot like being Alice in Wonderland— I have all these questions and you're an open book with all the words done backwards in a language I have never before met. I want to know the