Everything, every dukh, every dard, every problem, every issue, all of it feels legit non-existent over the grief of losing the person who showed me light when I saw only darkness.
@Sannaaaata I miss you so much
Sometimes all the therapy you need is in the moment of solitude, while sitting on the kitchen shelf with legs crossed, peeling and relishing a full mango in the middle of night when everyone else is sleeping.
Such are the simple joys of life!
Help me out here.
Why would you work your butt off every day if you don't get to spend time with people who were there when you needed them? What about their problems, their struggles, their needing you more than ever to maybe help them relax a bit?
Solitude is like a new pillow — it feels uncomfortable at first, but then you let yourself sink in and it slowly moulds itself around you, becoming softer and warmer, so your mind calms down and your thoughts rest peacefully for a while
Why bother with a messed up routine, long working hours, zero mental peace, constant stress and being at the edge of a mental breakdown at all times just to do it all over again the very next day with a couple messed up hours of sleep, 3 to be exact.