Sometimes I wonder if it's okay to not to worry about a single thing in my life.

I wish for all the pain to end. I wish for people who hurt me or the people that I hurt, to disappear.

But then, I realize. No matter who they are, I accepted them in my life. It's true that I have trust issues. I am insecure. But at the end of the day, the same people pick me up.

I do it each and every time: mess up without thinking of the consequence. Sometimes, even when I'm not the one to blame, I find reasons to blame myself.

Even then, they are there. It takes one unspoken apology, one little action and in an instant, everything is right again.

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