I will stand still.
When someone becomes a part of your life, they transition from friend to family, and then to a stranger—a stranger who is changing slowly. We didn’t realize it, or maybe we did but didn’t want them to change. Now they have too many shoulders to lean on, and your shoulder is not what they want anymore.
We try every time to trust people, believing they are different. Yes, they are. Why do we feel hurt? It should have become a habit by now, as this has happened to us many times. Maybe it’s because every person hurts you in a different way. But I will remain the same and stand still.
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WHEN AN OVERTHINKER THINKS
Non-FictionFor overthinkers and any person who can relate if they are depressed or anything it's for you
