I grew up in a small town in Ukraine, and I was a burst of energy, I knew everyone and played with everyone. My parents moved to Kyiv when I was 12. It was really big city, the friends I made were not like the ones from back home. They took advantage of my naivety, and slowly I developed trust issues.
Lisbeth was not regretting her parents decision to move to Kyiv. Regardless of what happened, she looked at it as a growing pain. Even though the move messed her up and left deep scars inside, she looked at this as a life experience. The maturity in her evident from her outlook.
There is no point in regretting the past. I cannot go back and change it. I do not know what future will be like, I can only focus on present. I can learn from the past, dream about the future, and work hard in the present to make the future better.
As years passed, Lisbeth preferred to stay in her room, preferring video games and books over her "friends". Her struggle with trusting others continued. When she talked to her parents, they were very supportive.
They were annoyingly supportive. If I was quiet for few minutes, they would get concerned and start asking questions, and try to "help me". They also sent me to the therapy, which helped to some extent.
And then all hell broke loose.
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The Darkness
Художественная прозаDeep inside there is a darkness that grows, the pain that throbs, the feeling of loneliness that doesn't go away. These are the stories they won't tell you even if you ask 👀. These are the stories they would not want anyone to know about 🙈. Thes...
