I don't wanna talk about the day it happened. The day the girl lost her mind. She never thought she was perfectly fine. She had her sufferings and her anger. She wasn't a selfish person and the fact that she cared for others, killed her slowly.
I should name the girl, so let's say she is Nancy. She was really kind and she was always worried about wordly things. She overthinked a lot. But it wasn't her fault, the world is sometimes too much for a single person. Nancy used to have anxiety and her hands were always sweaty. Her panic attacks were like a huge war. But she survived it.
One day, those intrusive thoughts ended successfully and the girl who lost her mind thought it was over. But then depression was on the other row. She was tired of being delicate and fragile. But she won the war again.
The lights were incredibly blinding and her world seemed pacific. Until (obviously) Nancy fell in love with a woman when she was eighteen. But that woman was famous and she was amazing, amusing and gentle.
The girl who lost her mind was completely hurt because her love wasn't reciprocated. Nancy was in pain for months and she even had to take pills to endure it. She had to be strong and she had to believe in magic again.
Despite of not finding a new love and despite of passing almost two years of the worst heartbreak ever, she feels alive. Nancy is convinced that love hurts but making new friends and seeking a new place to be, is the key to find stability. So, she survived for herself again.
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Writings (About The Past Love)
General FictionImagine you find your perfect match, but it's bound to not happen in real life. You only meet online and through dreams. And you linger for them every year that passes like a core memory. You have to get used to not having them. Just wait to meet in...
