chapter 3

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It was in the year 1954 in the month of August that I first decided that I have to change, not have to but need to...I realised that if I don't change my life is going to be different. Now i know what your thinking "different is good" no its not, atleast in my point of view its not good. And I also realised that I can't let things affect me like it used to. I used to breakdown like I was made soft. But I had a reason for this, I didn't breakdown because I was a sensitive person that couldn't handle the slightest raise of voice from someone. That was not the case.
       
The truth is i used to tolerate alot of things instead of confronting them I used to think maybe if I tolerate situations it will stop problems from arising in my life....if I ignore it will all just go away. But it did not. Everyday it got worse. Everyday it was a nightmare for me. I felt like I was a hamster in a wheel, it keeps running but there's no destination it will arrive at. But it feels like it has run a 1000miles because it's tired but little does it know that there's no purpose in what it's doing.

I was bullied since I was 6 years old. Being bullied by someone might sound very easy to someone who's watching or listening to it. But for the person that goes through it, it literally feels like hell. It's like you don't know what their next move would be to make life worse for you and you don't know how to face and react to it because every move you make will be used against you. Sometimes you feel like it's all your fault and you think of reasons on how your actions would have made life different for you. That's how my life used to be, full of regret and I was very tired.

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