"Reaching Out"
Asking for help is not easy. Venting out and opening yourself is like allowing other people to see your vulnerable side. It is never easy to explain how troubled you are. How you view things and how much you want to scream to get out of the box that is slowly eating you alive. It is never easy to speak up or to reach out. So, in the end, you see yourself alone in the corner of the room, wishing that it fades away; hoping for the better days. That if you can survive today, you can definitely survive tomorrow. Maybe tomorrow is more painful and difficult than today, or maybe not. Maybe, it is the other way around. But we can never know unless it happens.
Asking for help is never easy. It never was. It never will. But there is no harm in trying. Go and scream all the thoughts running into your head. Cry hard. Embrace your emotions. Go and let other people see the vulnerable you. We are human after all.
If life has been hard for you, don't be hard on yourself. ✨
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Poesía...dahil hindi natutulog ang isip :) 🦋 A collection of prose and poem about self-love, dreams, and life. 🤍 Some of pieces here were posted in our (friends & I) fb page: https://m.facebook.com/malungkyutph/ Danke Schöne ✨