How to start?. This year for me it has left too much pain, feelings that I had never experienced and new knowledge. I hope my 2022 is calm without drama without suffering or complications. I will support myself to heal all my wounds and to feel good about myself.
How was your 2021?
Feel free to express your feelings in the comments.
I am tired, very tired my mind wants to rest and sleep cannot solve it, it scares me. I don’t understand what is happening to me, at one point I feel normal and suddenly I begin to remember, to blame myself, to hate myself and it makes me want to cry so badly. And it is present, that darkness that threatens to consume me and I am very afraid …
I’m not really asking for much, for now I just want to sleep well, laugh too much, go out for a breath and think that I’ll be better soon.
I am becoming addicted to loneliness, tranquility, silence, not speaking and not letting anyone in …
Although time passes, there are words, moments and feelings that are never forgotten …
I thank you, not only because you were there when there were rainbows, but from the beginning when you danced with me in the rain.
That moment when you finish reading a book, you look around you, and you realize that everyone is busy in their lives. And … you, you just suffered an emotional trauma from a book.
Learning to live will take your life. Keep what you need, leave the rest because the journey is long and you have to go with whatever load you can carry.
At the end of your trip you will be left with nothing, but you will leave much of yourself to others.
You like poetry. You are a girl who revives with the love stories in the books. You walk through the world without finding meaning in your existence and suddenly you get depressed and admit that you are anxious, insecure and doubts of good intentions because you always give yourself completely.
<< being alone has become a shameful disease. Why does everyone run away from loneliness? Because it forces you to think. Nobody wants solitude because it gives you too much time to think. However, the more one thinks, the more intelligent it is, that is, the sadder >>.
Crys