"Behind the Scenes of me"

"Behind the Scenes of me"

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    LETTURE 43
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WpMetadataNoticeUltima pubblicazione lun, apr 4, 2016
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To me, the world is something that is so precious yet so dangerous. We live in this sick twisted dual of fire and ice, fighting for the uttermost power, but seriously where will that power get us? You can never be liked by everyone, it's impossible. Even if you provided food, shelter and safety to everyone in poverty and war, there would still be extremists that hate you. Our minds are like ticking time bombs, it's only a matter of time until something sets us off, an emotion, a news story, or a comment on Facebook. Every day we witness sickness, hate and war yet it has been going on for years. It won't stop, not now, not ever. There is just too many things to disagree on. I kind of get like that, really negative and deep. It's unstoppable, as I said our minds are like time bombs, they just explode with thoughts and emotions. I'm probably going to be the most confusing person you will ever meet. I'm a walking disaster. And for the first time, I'm finally ready to admit everything. This is the first time I'm giving the whole truth, every tragedy, every nightmare will finally be on paper. Behind the scenes of me.
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so, I've been struggling for a long time now, and I never told anyone about it. I've never opened up. but I met someone who understands how I feel, and I'm beginning to feel again. I don't know how to do it, but I finally feel I can fight. I've been so exhausted. I'm not better, I'm not sure if i ever will be, but I'm not numb, not entirely. I can't say how I'm feeling, or what i am going to write, but if you want it, it's here. This is for you. For everyone who was made to be the villain by those meant to be by their sides. For everyone with a sensitive heart made to grow strong much too quickly. For everyone who struggles to get out of bed in the morning. For everyone who never could find the words to say why. For everyone who struggles to feel and for everyone who feels too much. For everyone who had to pick themselves back up. For everyone who had to parent themselves. For everyone fighting an invisible battle. For everyone who has been underestimated. For everyone who has to flee to other worlds to cope. For everyone who found other means to silence their voices. For everyone who was silenced. For everyone who was over powered. For everyone who was made to be less. For everyone who had to watch someone else suffer and stay silent. For everyone asking themselves, why? Why would you do this? What did I do? Why is this happening to me? It was never your fault.

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