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Let go

You can not always be in a good mood but they expect you to be that good person you always are.

Well.. we’re human right? We’ve got the right to feel emotions. We have the right to cry in the shower.

We have the right to ask for being left alone for some time because we need some time for ourselves.

You get so tired of giving that one day you’re like “I’m done! I can’t do this anymore. People who want to stay can stay if they accept me with all my mood swings, my flaws, everything, if they can’t do that, then please leave.”

If you’re angry some people won’t try to calm you down instead they’ll ask you to go back to your place where you’re not supposed to get angry and have arguments because well, that’s something you didn’t used to do before.

Why can people not be the way you are with them? Why can they not help you get through different phases of your life? Why do they only want to see your good side?

Honestly leaving and letting go is very difficult.

But sometimes it’s the best thing you can do for yourself. It’s better than holding on to something that keeps hurting you.

Guilt making me not work

You know what I feel like right now ? I feel like I might be diving into depression but then I might be confusing depression with guilt.

I know I should be working harder on something, but that thing requires a lot of hard work and I know I can’t work as hard as others are and this is overwhelming me.

This feeling of not being able to work that hard is making me not even work at this thing. The guilt of this is eating me and I think that what I have is depression but it’s mixed with guilt.

I worked so hard before, day and night to get where I’m at but if don’t work hard now then that hard work of mine will go to waste and that breaks me.

You know when you workwd hard on something before and you come to the conclusion that that work wouldn’t matter if you don’t work now.

But I need someone to patch things up for me and no one understands that. I’ve got my family and they’re counting on me, they’ve got certain expectations they expect me to meet.

My family says that we’re here when you need us but I don’t know, I feel like this time they can’t help me and I don’t have anyone who could help me in this.

Honestly this blog is turning into my diary but I enjoy writing and sharing my part of life. That’s why it’s called “Life Blog”.

Regards 💕

Poetry on “Defeated”

DEFEATED

Mind filled with rage
You find yourself in a cage
There’s nowhere you can go
And nothing can be done

Growling to yourself
Glaring at your reflection
Even though you’re not at fault
But, maybe you are

Mind filled with confusion
You’ll have to make a concession
There’s no way you can egress
Now everything seems pointless

Talking to yourself
Screaming in your pillow
Afraid that someone might discover
That you’ve been defeated

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I wrote this when I was going through some hard times and was very depressed. I hope you like it.