after a while, or maybe for the first time, i cried after writing... :(
for context: i wrote a one-shot based on some people i know. not to comfort, not to criticize, but to validate them. to make them realize they aren’t alone. to show them that there are others like them.
i haven’t gone through their pain—or experienced anything close—but it still hurts, you know? i hope you get what i mean.
i wish i could take their pain away, show them just how worthy they are. show them that this pain is holding them back, that they are beautiful, both physically and emotionally, but they’re surrounded by the wrong people. they’re not stupid, dumb, or ugly; they just need to put their effort in the right direction and find the right people to surround them.
they aren’t cruel, crazy, harsh, or toxic for setting boundaries. they just need to be a little more expressive, to let people know where they stand. they’re not messed up for standing up for the right cause, no matter who they face—even if it’s their own parents.
they’re not worthless, but their minds have been twisted by the manipulation of others.
i really wish i could take their pain away, but we all know that’s just life.
[ pardon me for posting such a announcement. there are some people i know and they have been keeping me on the edge. i miss them and due to some f-cked people they have been forced into thinking they are the problem when they are not. ]
