healing (pt. 1)

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Dear Astoria,

Have you noticed how all of these pages are praising you? How they are complimenting your personality and everything else?

Well, I have noticed that. And although those things are true, I can't help but want to make a different letter. As a part of healing, I believe that I need to make my thoughts something other than you.

Have you ever noticed flowers?

Not the large ones that people plant in gardens, but the tiny little yellow ones. Yellow is a color associated with happiness, and those yellow flowers are filled with such joy, it seems.

The yellow flowers dance in the wind, they live their happy little lives. They are not concerned of people or people problems. They are joyous.

Joy is such an addicting feeling. Once you experience it, all you want is it back. And when it's taken away from you, you have a miserable feeling of longing for it to return.

I wish life was joy. I wish people were joy.

But there will always be terrible people in the world. People will always kill, people will always say foul things, people will always be given lives that they do not deserve.

People will always have joy taken away from them, but I hope they find a way to find it back.

Sure, it's hard and painful. There will be trials upon trials. Some even making you want you quit your journey, but I cannot enhance the importance of healing your trauma and finding yourself along the way.

You have to be gentle with yourself, you have to know that a better path is lying ahead of you. The depressing themes always seem to linger among our hearts.

It is foolish to think that I know all of this. It's foolish to think this all came out of my mind in one sitting. It is foolish to believe that for one moment I was okay through this. It's foolish to think I'm better, to think I'm healed.

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I am on a roll with this! This letter will have some more parts to it. So you can sit and wait in this cliffhanger until Monday!!

Btw, I update every Monday and Wednesday now <3

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