I am an Empath

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| 0ct 5,2020 Monday, 1:48 pm |

I felt a bit uneasy after the rain had drowned the flowers upon my frontyard's vicinity. Likewise, it's been raining for too long that it makes me emotionally ill. Maybe that's because I know how hard it is to drown repititively without having the certainty of when will you be able to receive some help. Although this rainy afternoon seems metaphorical based on how I expressed it, whereas for me it only signifies my long lost sense of identity that was drowned with so much guilt,shame and prejudice way back when I was a kid--to the point where I slit my left leg with a newly sharpened monggol pencil(fr tho) just to distract myself from spiraling down into the pit of depression.

You know, despite of my whispered battles and hidden agony as an empath or as a teenager. I'm thankful to God for still giving me a hundred chances to live-- If we could just seek him I know at the end of this gloomy tunnel that we're all facing right now there's a new life waiting to be precedented, because after all I, you and we deserve to be loved--to be valued as much as we love and value others, "do not let the world diminish your shine nor your hope in life." ♡

| Mackenlo.|