RacheelQuist

I once had a dream, 
          	Young and carefree. 
          	A strong ambition 
          	Was all you could see. 
          	An unwavering dream and it's was just about me. 
          	
          	But now I'm older and lost, 
          	Unable to remember what this dream was.
          	For it's become a mirage,
          	An illusion of once what's to be.
          	Shattered into pieces,
          	Little pieces left in me.
          	
          	They urge me to remember, 
          	How strong I once stood, 
          	For I'm capable of greatness. 
          	They tell me words of encouragement, 
          	Hoping I will open my eyes and realize my worth.
          	But I'm far gone, lost in my mind's treachery. 
          	The path's dark and blur, my mind consumed with dark thoughts 
          	With more steps, I roam lost.

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RacheelQuist

I once had a dream, 
          Young and carefree. 
          A strong ambition 
          Was all you could see. 
          An unwavering dream and it's was just about me. 
          
          But now I'm older and lost, 
          Unable to remember what this dream was.
          For it's become a mirage,
          An illusion of once what's to be.
          Shattered into pieces,
          Little pieces left in me.
          
          They urge me to remember, 
          How strong I once stood, 
          For I'm capable of greatness. 
          They tell me words of encouragement, 
          Hoping I will open my eyes and realize my worth.
          But I'm far gone, lost in my mind's treachery. 
          The path's dark and blur, my mind consumed with dark thoughts 
          With more steps, I roam lost.

Rdscholar

Hi R, I haven't heard from you for a long time.... How are you feeling now hopefully a little better.... I just wanted to tell you that you are more than enough and you are a strong independent girl so please don't let the anxiety win.... I will always be there for you whenever you need me so please don't think that you are alone we are in this together
          ❤❤❤❤
          Love, 
          Your online bestie

RacheelQuist

For many, their parents are gods. 
          But for me, they're men. 
          For they have sinned and flawed.
          
          Their love distant and cold, 
          A fleeting memory I hold. 
          A daily dose of abuse I would always receive. 
          Their criticism I start to crave, 
          a never failing addition to my day. 
          
          Words don't define they say, 
          But they make or break you everyday.
          
          So i bear the pain, for I've failed in every other way. 
          Looking for love  everywhere.
          A refuge for emptiness I share.

Livin2Write

@RacheelQuist The harsh reality is that you could neither hate them entirely nor love them entirely. It's always in the middle of the spectrum
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RacheelQuist

I don't like the mirror anymore,
          For it paints me badly.
          Showing parts of myself I'd rather hide,
          Distorting reality, breaking down my worth.
          
          
          Unable to find beauty, imperfections stare,
          My true self blurred, flaws crystal clear.
          I've tried everything to feel pretty,
          To feel loved and special.
          
          
          To hear my parents say, "What a beautiful daughter we have,"
          To have friends who see me cute.
          But no, the mirror paints me ugly,
          Reminding me I'll never be enough,
          Never loved.
          
          
          I don't like the mirror anymore.
          
          
          ~RachelQuiet

Livin2Write

@RacheelQuist The mirror does that to you, that wretched thing! But, the true mirror is how your loved ones treat you. The moment they treat you like you should be treating yourself, that's the real mirror. ❤️
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MJKristo11

@RacheelQuist man looks at the outward appearance but God looks at the heart. You're beautiful the way you are, never forget that.♥️
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RacheelQuist

Don't be fooled by my grins and pretty smiles, 
          Or the moments I dance in the rain, light and carefree. 
          For you can only see my disguise, my escape from this harsh reality. 
          
          But you can't see beyond my eyes, 
          The darkness that resides deep inside.
          How my mind has set me captive, a slave to pains that screams and the silence I crave. 
          I'm on teetering on insanity's edge, my mind an accomplice to this twisted game. 
          
          Pull me out and make me sane.
          Hear my cry and make me safe
          For I'm not okay.
          
          ~RachelQuist

Livin2Write

@RacheelQuist Honey! I can feel you! *sending tight hugs*
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RacheelQuist

I really shouldn't leave you all hanging, especially after how amazing you guys have been to me.  But I feel like my mental health is declining, and certain thoughts are starting to plague my mind. 
          
          I'm scared tbh. 
          
          I've tried venting but it didn't work. So I want to take a break. I don't know how long but I currently lack energy to write. 
          
          It might be a day, or a week or even a month. 
          
          But I just can't take up writing at this moment. 
          
          I'm sorry . 
          
          I just hope I never lose interest in it, it's everything to me. But even if I end up losing interest, forgive me. 
          
          I don't think I can forgive myself. 
          
          Bye for now, but I know I'll always be back. 
          
          Sooner than you will ever expect. 
          
          

adorablefanatic

@RacheelQuist I hope you feel better soon! It's completely okay to feel like this. Breaks are super helpful for our mental health and also to reawaken our writing motivation. There's no rush, we write because we love stories. Don't feel as if there's any deadline. You're the boss, we'll be here whenever you feel better and come back with a bang! 
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Goldendevil97

@Livin2Write @Livin2Write @halishar @Ray_Ray_skies @Rdscholar @curlygurl_tales @RacheelQuist  Welcome to the heartwarming tale of 'Teri Nadaniyaan', where teenage attraction turns into love, laughter, and life's simple moments bring joy and wonder to the pages. Join me on this journey to experience the delightful escapades of our beloved characters."
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            Please peek in to the world of Teri Nadaniyaan where in which the teenage girl who is older than the boy started to develop a mesmurizing feeling and make efforts to make him fall for her.
            
            Please support me cupcakes... 
            
            
            
            Don't worry u are fine and don't lose your hope 
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curlygurl_tales

It's totally fine...Have a break and take good care of yourself  Then come back stronger.❤️
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