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nainarana · 2 years

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THE ROAD TO HOME

The biggest mistake we make is that we build our homes in other people.We build those homes and we decorate them with love and care and respect that makes us feel safe at the end of the day.We invest in other people, and we evaluate our self-worth based on how much those homes welcome us.But what many don't realize is that when you build your home in other people, you give them the power to make you homeless. When those people walk away, those homes walk away with them, and all of a sudden, we feel empty because everything we had within us, we put into them. We trusted someone else with pieces of us. The emptiness we feel doesn't mean we have nothing to give, or that we have nothing within us.It's just that we built our homes in the wrong place.

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nainarana · 2 years

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THERE IS NOTHING PURER THAN THAT

This morning when I woke up I told the flowers what I'd do for you and they BLOSSOMED.

I realized that I just can't skip the chapters containing bad parts, that's not how life works.I have to go through each and every phase,read every line,meet every character.I really WON'T enjoy all of it.

HELL, some chapters will make me cry for weeks,some will break my heart into pieces.I will read things I don't want to read,I will pass even through the worst phases, I will have moments when I don't want the pages to END.But I have to keep going.After all,stories keep the world revolving.

LIVE YOURS,DON'T MISS OUT!

I remember how PHASES went.

How I used to be a few months ago, with pale eyes,dry lips,undone brows,messed up hair, sitting beside a window staring outside wondering WHY ME?

I was seeking for help, needed a person who could hold my shivering hands, who could have hugged me tightly and would have said IT'S OKAY!

I would have broken into tears for sure.

But the only person I had was in the MIRROR in front of ME.

I HAVE NEVER KNOWN ANYTHING QUIETLY LOUD THAN ANXIETY.

But, how can I be so cruel to myself when I am doing the best I can?

I begged my heart,QUIET DOWN PLEASE! Your wounds are robbing me of joy.

THE WORLD GIVES YOU SO MUCH PAIN AND HERE YOU ARE MAKING GOLD OUT OF IT.

THAT'S HOW LIFE WORKS RIGHT?

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