when youre plagued with guilt, everything feels that much heavier. its always in the back of your mind, dragging you down. you can put on a tough face, say pretty words, but, deep down, you know its all an act. truth is, youre stuck in the past, unable to move on from when the situation occurred. and you sit there, replaying that moment over and over again in your mind, wishing that you chose a different move, a different step, a different word. but you didnt, and now its killing you, yet you cant stop thinking of the ‘what if’s that could have changed everything. you ask yourself why. why am i stuck here? why cant i move on? but the answer is simple: you wont forgive yourself; you wont let yourself move on. you believe the other person wont forgive you even when thats not the case. because when it clouds and overcrowds your mind, youve reflected enough. when it eats away at you this much, youve repented enough. there isnt a single person who would refuse to forgive you after seeing how much youve been regretting it. see, the only person who’s stuck in the past isyou. the only one who’s still holding on is you.
and you have to understand that its not possible to turn back time. its not possible to return to that single moment. and you have to accept the fact that there are things we’re not capable of doing.
so youve reflected, youve apologized, youve repented. now its time to let go.
now its time to forgive yourself because its your ownforgiveness that decides whether you sink or swim.
^this.
I’d just like everyone to know that I’m here to listen if you need someone to lend an ear. Just send a message to me and I’ll reply privately.
Stay strong! There’s always someone who’s willing to be by you! You’re not alone and you never will be.
I may not know the reason why you’re feeling crappy, or shitty, or like dog poo, but I can sure name some things of why you should smile.
I don’t like advicing people sometimes because I feel like a mom, and because I know some people don’t like being told what to do, although whatever I say is only an option out of million of things you could do.
But don’t sit there and cry. And if you do cry, don’t cry alone. Hug your pillow as tight as you can and scream your lungs out. Cry like a baby until your eyes hurt. Listen to sad songs and sing along with them even if you’re sobbing. Watch movies that make your chest hurt. Look at videos that make you think, and pick up all those memories that once hurt you and watch them burn away.
I don’t know how to fix sadness, or depression, nor anger, but sucking them all in won’t help. It will just make the problem bigger until you can’t hold it in anymore and you’ll want to die.
If I knew you, and if I was part of your life, I wish i’d be there to kiss your tears away, to give you a shoulder to cry on, to be the ears you can vent to, to have the words that will comfort you, to be the one that tells you stupid jokes you can laugh to, to be someone you can love without boundaries, to be someone you don’t have to fear or be shy with, to be someone you can be confident around with. I want to be your friend.
I don’t need to know you. I don’t need to know your past. I don’t need to know your future. And I don’t need to know your present. I don’t need to know your problems. I want to be part of the solutions. I want to fix you. I want to heal you. I want to be the easy part of your life. I don’t want to be another worry. I want to make you feel beautiful. I want to make you feel worthy.
And, I want you to feel special, because you are. You’re special to me. You’re special to anything that surrounds you. You’re special even to the chair or bed you’re sitting on. Because without you, they’d be nothing. They’d be empty. They’d be incomplete.
And you, even if I don’t know you, you’re part of me. You’ve somehow done something in my life. Maybe something I didn’t notice and maybe something I will never know of. Maybe you shared a smile with someone on the streets, maybe you saved someone’s life from loneliness.
You’ve saved me, and for that, you’re not alone
