Darkon_Galaxy021

Today, I’m sad. On 17th October, it’s been eight years since my dad left me forever. I haven’t really shared this with anyone because I don’t want to hurt them or make them feel inadequate. If I talk to my mom, I worry she’ll think she wasn’t enough, or it might bring back memories of dad that she hasn’t fully healed from. And my younger brother… he’s the quiet, reserved type. He always acts like everything is fine, and maybe he truly believes that. But deep down, I feel he avoids showing his feelings because he feels the same pain I do.
          	
          	We both, my brother and I, have rarely cried, even when dad died from a heart attack on Diwali. But it’s strange — when I hurt him beyond what he can handle, he cries, and when he hurts me past my limits, I unexpectedly cry too. Today, though, I miss my father so deeply. I keep thinking about how different our lives might have been if he were still here. Would we have been happier? I imagine we would. A father is like the shelter of a family, and without him, there’s a sense of emptiness I can’t fully explain.
          	
          	Being the eldest daughter, I feel a weight of responsibility on my shoulders. I try to make my mom proud and keep my brother happy, even if it sometimes means putting my own dreams and happiness aside. There’s a constant balancing act in my heart — wanting to grieve and feel my own pain, but also feeling like I have to stay strong for them.
          	
          	If I could ask God for one thing, it would be a hug from my dad. Just a simple hug. I want to be that little girl again, to hold him tightly and feel completely safe, hidden in his arms. Yet, there’s fear in that wish too — because if I allow myself to feel that warmth and protection, maybe I would forget my responsibilities to my family. Then my brother might have to carry the burden that I’m holding now, and I don’t want him to. It’s exhausting just thinking about it, but I accept it because I have to.

Darkon_Galaxy021

Today, I’m sad. On 17th October, it’s been eight years since my dad left me forever. I haven’t really shared this with anyone because I don’t want to hurt them or make them feel inadequate. If I talk to my mom, I worry she’ll think she wasn’t enough, or it might bring back memories of dad that she hasn’t fully healed from. And my younger brother… he’s the quiet, reserved type. He always acts like everything is fine, and maybe he truly believes that. But deep down, I feel he avoids showing his feelings because he feels the same pain I do.
          
          We both, my brother and I, have rarely cried, even when dad died from a heart attack on Diwali. But it’s strange — when I hurt him beyond what he can handle, he cries, and when he hurts me past my limits, I unexpectedly cry too. Today, though, I miss my father so deeply. I keep thinking about how different our lives might have been if he were still here. Would we have been happier? I imagine we would. A father is like the shelter of a family, and without him, there’s a sense of emptiness I can’t fully explain.
          
          Being the eldest daughter, I feel a weight of responsibility on my shoulders. I try to make my mom proud and keep my brother happy, even if it sometimes means putting my own dreams and happiness aside. There’s a constant balancing act in my heart — wanting to grieve and feel my own pain, but also feeling like I have to stay strong for them.
          
          If I could ask God for one thing, it would be a hug from my dad. Just a simple hug. I want to be that little girl again, to hold him tightly and feel completely safe, hidden in his arms. Yet, there’s fear in that wish too — because if I allow myself to feel that warmth and protection, maybe I would forget my responsibilities to my family. Then my brother might have to carry the burden that I’m holding now, and I don’t want him to. It’s exhausting just thinking about it, but I accept it because I have to.

Readerhelloaam

Author when are you going to update hukum's rani sa

Darkon_Galaxy021

@Readerhelloaam soon, dear.
            
            How about after my exams? Would it be okay for you to wait about a month for an update?
            
            To be honest, I didn’t realize anyone was waiting, so I didn’t really feel the need to update. But now that you've asked, I’ll definitely make sure to post an update within a month, dear.
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angelfiqxs

Sorry author for posting it here, please check it ouf if u're into stories in which the male lead is obsessed with female leadhttps://www.wattpad.com/story/391694373?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=angelfiqxs

Darkon_Galaxy021

I'm not ready for "TERI DEEWANI." No, I'm not ready, no matter how much I try to convince myself, no matter how many times I tell myself otherwise. Deep down, I know—I'm just not ready.
          
          THESE stories... they feel like a cruel reflection of my past, forcing me to relive moments I've buried deep within. Moments I'm not ready to confront. I try—I really try—but I just can't... I'm sorry.
          
          My head feels like it's carrying a weight far too heavy, as though it's on the verge of collapsing, ready to burst. I can feel myself slipping... slipping into that dark phase again, where all I want is for someone to hold me close and let me cry. To let me release the storm building inside.
          
          But the saddest part? The tears won't come. No matter how much it hurts, no matter how broken I feel, I remain dry-eyed. Just like the day MY DAD left me. Just like the day HE left me. It's as if I've drained every last drop, and now all that's left is this hollow ache. This yearning for something I can't even name... maybe love.
          
          But how can I ask for love when I'm so afraid of it? When the thought of it terrifies me more than the pain I already carry?
          
          I'm sorry... I'm just so sorry.
          
          

Darkon_Galaxy021

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@lainalytha what can I say? I'm nothing but a failure, right?
            But don't worry—I've grown accustomed to this emptiness, to this weight pressing down on me. It only becomes unbearable sometimes. Thank you for standing by me, truly...
            
            And listen—THIS IS NOT YOUR FAULT. Don't you dare to feel sorry about this shit... this is my flaw, my weakness, my curse to carry.
            
            By the way, tomorrow's my physics exam, and guess what? I haven't even touched a book. Typical me, ruining things as always...
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lainalytha

@Darkon_Galaxy021 sorry for what you're going through right now. Just let it hurt, feel the hurt not because people left you, let it hurt because it's a part of living. People used to stay and attained a role that may cause your existence grow, either through pain, or through bliss. Hoping for your energy to cascade upon your body to radiate and gave you reason to stand and hold pen to write again. (Ź˜į“—Ź˜āœæ)
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moonlightreads_16

Hello!
          Hope you are doing wellā¤ā¤
          
          ✨ Experience the Silent Ache of Unspoken Love✨
          
          Dive into Love Letters Unanswered, a poignant tale of unrequited love that follows Saanvi Sharma’s heartfelt journey through school, university, and the corporate world. Bound by ambition and brilliance, Saanvi’s silent affection for Ritwik Khanna remains an enduring thread in her life, even as he sees her only as a friend.  
          
          Through tender moments and missed opportunities, this moving story explores the quiet resilience of the heart and the bittersweet beauty of love left unspoken.  
          
          ✨ Perfect for anyone who has ever loved in silence. Will Saanvi’s love remain unanswered? Read now to find out! ✨
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/373795807-love-letters-unanswered

Darkon_Galaxy021

@moonlightreads_16 sure... I will tryā™”
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jddichoso

Hello, dear! May I recommend you my book? I can return the favor if you read and vote for it! :))
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/373219973-a-bridge-between-two-realms-boy-x-boy

Darkon_Galaxy021

@DanielDabble a bl. For this... I will prefer you my 2nd account not this one! But yeah... I will surely try this!
            And for the matter of favor—don't pressurize yourself! Try my work only if you're interested°°
            
            Okay.
            
            [ 2nd account ~ @Darkon_Fantasy012 ]
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Ummusalma_S

Darkon_Galaxy021

@Ummusalmaz I am sorry... what is this story about? I didn't get the description~
            
            And yeah... I can follow, vote and comment on you story... but you do this only when you like my story, not because i did it in yours~
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amiablyyy_

Darkon_Galaxy021

@amiablyyy_ I will definitely vote on your story. Don't worry! But please only vote on my story if you like it, not just because I voted on your story...
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