Learning To Love

Learning To Love

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I am Rita Arturi. I’m depressed; and I know that’s kind of forward, but it’s the truth. When people usually introduce themselves they say their biggest trait, and being depressed is mine. It’s just who I am. Being depressed isn’t exactly on everyones top ten list of things to do in their lifetime. But, for me it’s always been there like a ghost, always one step behind me. I used to hope that it would just go away, but now I’ve just accepted it as part of who I am. A part of me that will never get better. Most of the websites I’ve looked on about this, say that it will get better it may just take some time. Well then I am faced with another question, can I wait that long? In my life I also, want love. I want someone to make me feel important. I have spent most of my life being ignored by the people who meant the most to me. The people who were supposed to love me. My parents. But, for me things will never change.
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{ #𝟐 𝕴𝖌𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 } 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐀𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐢 I learned early enough that you should never trust anyone more than yourself. Not even family, cuz in the end it's only you against the world. I stopped expecting things from people and caring about their opinions. Just one person mattered. My aadi. * 𝐊𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 It was just a cooperation, I wasn't expecting to find a woman so tenacious. She's different, unlike anyone I had ever met and I knew she was meant to be more than an acquaintance. * * * I am ready to make her mine but the question is- Is she ready to make me hers?

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