Author's Diary (HellBitch123)

Author's Diary (HellBitch123)

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WARNING:This is not for recommendation purposes. This book state author's opinion at walang pinapanigang iba.This is MY opinion,MINE and MINE alone.I have no relation to anyone having the same names that I'll illustrate. What's the purpose of making this book? This is to fight my anxiety,my anger,my fear.Yes,in this book I'm not talking to any of my readers,but I'm talking to the social media itself.I know it's too personal for me to post it in here,but I'm also aiming for advices.I want to hear the opinion sa kabilang panig,hindi lamang ang opinion ko.Yes,asahan niyong babasahin ko ang mga comments na ilalagay niyo. Dear Diary, -Irina
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This day wasn't an exception. I cried over and over until I could no longer, I wiped my tears and took the packages in my arms after opening the door. In the house, nothing new. They were still talking, so I had time to drop off the packages, and without even opening one, I headed to the showers, cleaned my face with water, and went to my room. This is roughly how my days as a child went. I know that it cannot be described as an ideal childhood, but it would certainly be the most beautiful period of my life. Despite family conflicts, school conflicts, loneliness, and fear, I was happy. I was happy because they were all there, happy because they always remained, despite my faults, and happy. After all, I knew that I had not yet experienced the worst. Happy because I knew, that sooner or later everything would end. So yes, I was as cowardly and useless as they all claimed and even more naive than they would have believed, but this vision that I had at that age kept me going. Although the truth was hard to accept, I was given no choice. So I accepted life as it came; I accepted myself and my truth, my weaknesses, and the fact that I had to get used to the idea that I would always be the first actor to die in films.

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