Balance- mental and emotional steadiness.
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Balance was never something I was used to, it was either great or devastating, it was never just ok.
I remember the first time I was introduced to death I was eight (I think).
My cousin who raised me as a child died at the hospital, I remember my mom and dad talking about it, saying that the nurse claimed that she (my cousin) had swollen up and just deflated and died. When I say that she raised me I mean as a baby, every summer, sickness, she was always there,she was basically my nanny.
And so Death had introduced himself to me, quite marvelously might I add, I had always found myself more mature than those around me even though I lived a quite sheltered life.
Moving forward in life I was always grateful even though there are/were things I regret, I was always grateful.
Speaking was something I was good at but balance,well, lack of it always got in the way. I never said too much or I wouldn't shut up.
"She's a very thoughtful and critical girl."
Yes.
I always was I was either showing too much emotion or none at all. I never made friends easily, I never fit in with the ones I wanted too.
But Balance ruined my life again.
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Balance schemed with Death and they killed my mother,Anxiety tried to warn me about my fears but Balance never let it, so, Anxiety slipped me notes but I was too blinded by Balance to connect the dots.
