Give yourself grace. You need it.You need to start respecting yourself. You are much more than you think you are. You have gone through a lot . To hell and back. And here you are damaged, scarred, broken, but still, even now SURVIVING! What you went through, you should be proud of yourself. Remember you are not a victim. No... You are a rebel of one! Yes, you survived, you're not weak. You're strong. Stronger than you thinkyou are. So, kudos to yourself . A year has changed a lot. You have changed a lot.You can finally see what's behind the facade. Most of all, you learned. You learned the hard way. A lesson can never go wrong.You have cried, writhed for help. You have been walked all over, yes, you have been crampled in, but here you are writing this journal after months of crying and having suicidal thoughts. You survived. You came a long way. Maybe not lived, but one step a day , surviving is enough for now. Love yourself, it's tome to do that. I know you can't but you have to try. Try harder bad keep on trying. Love can never go wrong!
It's time to let go----- the hurt, the pain, the regret, the broken heart, the anger, the fury, the wrongness, the disrespect, the MEMORIES, the aftertaste of the dreary doom! It's like you're hungover without even drinking. Get out of that daze- the fog of doubting yourself, that fog of injustice. Get it out of your system. Remember? The humiliation, the anxiety, the restlessness, the deceit? It's not worth it. You see that's all you ever got for everything you gave. So STOP! Stop enduring. Stop it! For the love of God , start taking actions. If you cannot start acting , then the least you can do it to put an end to this endurance. Endurance was your second mistake . The first was to trust. You see, 'No' might make them angry, but it will make you free. It's time to forgive yourself for not having the foresight to know what now seems so obvious in the hindsight!
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