You should know it will not get better actually - all of them are only lying to you, merely sugar-coating a much bitter truth. It will not get better because change is rarely swift - it will be better for the ones that come after you - and the damage has already been done.
It will not get better but you will see that eventually you will stop minding. It will still hurt yes, but you will learn how to fight back your tears, your fear, your shame. Solely because there will be no other way.
You will either put up a fucking fight for what you love or spend your days in fear and loathing. Telling you is pointless really, you will figure it out on your own at some point.
Sooner or later we all reach this point, that moment when we come crumbling down under all the pressure and pain. Most of us get back on our feet but we are not who we were before.
Once back up we all have to make a choice. A choice that might be grim or blissful, I dare not say what will be since I do not know myself.
You can be numb and cold, detached from everybody and everything, full of hatred for all of them who hurt you so much. Most likely you will be just in placing your hatred against them.
But instead, you could be full of love. As foolish as that may sound. After all, they did hurt you, they did attempt to bring you down at every turn and corner.
Yes, you can still love them. You can forgive and give them another chance. They might hurt you again indeed but this time it will be okay.
You have walked out of a living hell darling, not without scars, so how can you wish the same for them..? Didn't you learn yet not to see the world in black and white..? A world that is made of so much more, so many vibrating colours in between and by immersing yourself in hatred - as justified as it might be - you are only missing out on them.
In the end, it might not get better but you can be better - stronger, tougher and most importantly whenever they cut you, you will be bleeding love.
And that, you will soon realise, will be your light-saber, your shield and molotov cocktail that makes you undefeatable, childish and infinite.
xoxo,
FluffyUnicorn
It will not get better but you will see that eventually you will stop minding. It will still hurt yes, but you will learn how to fight back your tears, your fear, your shame. Solely because there will be no other way.
You will either put up a fucking fight for what you love or spend your days in fear and loathing. Telling you is pointless really, you will figure it out on your own at some point.
Sooner or later we all reach this point, that moment when we come crumbling down under all the pressure and pain. Most of us get back on our feet but we are not who we were before.
Once back up we all have to make a choice. A choice that might be grim or blissful, I dare not say what will be since I do not know myself.
You can be numb and cold, detached from everybody and everything, full of hatred for all of them who hurt you so much. Most likely you will be just in placing your hatred against them.
But instead, you could be full of love. As foolish as that may sound. After all, they did hurt you, they did attempt to bring you down at every turn and corner.
Yes, you can still love them. You can forgive and give them another chance. They might hurt you again indeed but this time it will be okay.
You have walked out of a living hell darling, not without scars, so how can you wish the same for them..? Didn't you learn yet not to see the world in black and white..? A world that is made of so much more, so many vibrating colours in between and by immersing yourself in hatred - as justified as it might be - you are only missing out on them.
In the end, it might not get better but you can be better - stronger, tougher and most importantly whenever they cut you, you will be bleeding love.
And that, you will soon realise, will be your light-saber, your shield and molotov cocktail that makes you undefeatable, childish and infinite.
xoxo,
FluffyUnicorn
