It’s been a while. I really want to write again, for so long, but it just didn’t happen. Maybe this place is really dedicated to you. Because everything seems to be about you. And when it’s about you, I really want to write. Because I want to remember. But please don’t read this. It’s embarrassing.
You know, having a lot of feelings, like easily getting hurt or being sad, is better than having so little of them. It means, you will appreciate little things more. Having to be born with that should be a blessing. Why do I always hate myself for having such feelings? It hurts so much, like thousand times more than others would. Guess I have never seen it in a good way before.
I didn’t know that about you. Thank you. Thank you for letting me to love myself a bit.