You break your own heart when you lose
your voice. When you mistake “just
listening” for “never being heard.” When
you make way for the opinions of others,
which is admirable, but never find room
for your own. When you get so lost in the
proverbial shouting of everyone else that
you forget to take a second and speak up
for yourself. When you do a double take,
triple take, umpteenth-whatever take at
your own surroundings and realize that
you’ve never dared to take up space.
Because nothing will be more
heartbreaking than the moment when it
becomes clear that there’s barely room
for you in your own existence. That
you’ve cultivated a world that somehow
doesn’t take you into consideration. That
somehow, you exist in a place that
doesn’t care about you.
You break your own heart by refusing to
let go of people who have already let go
of you. By clinging, scraping, clawing and
grasping onto individuals who didn’t care
enough to stay in the first place. By
making homes out of ghosts, and filling
your heart with empty promises that take
the shape of people. When you refuse to
say “enough is enough” and
metaphorically white-knuckle yourself to
people with the quiet hope that they’ll
come back and see you were right all
along, you’re setting yourself up for the
inevitable crash."
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RandomThis catalog is made up of series of write up I came across sometimes that has helped me alot. I hope they are of help to you too. " Love will not save you. But it will hold your hand while you save yourself. And in a world that sometimes seems void...
