I Thought Leaving Would Feel Like Freedom.

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  After a month, everything seems so normal and dull... as if nothing ever happened. I am happy, but I feel empty. I waited for this for the longest time... three years and counting. I honestly did not like how I left things. It felt rushed. It felt sad. And honestly, if I could go back in time... I would probably do it the same way. I can't help but blame myself for leaving a toxic environment. I was suffering. Scars have been drawn on my body. Unwanted habits have now become normal for me. I feel restless. I am exhausted. I am tired, yet I feel like I don't deserve sleep. Why, though? I only left because I was tired of being exploited. I want to be selfish. I want to put myself first. I have been nothing but a dirty doormat. My mind, soul, and body crave peace and sleep, but I feel like the moment I lay down, I will fall behind. Am I over exaggerating my grief? Or am I trying to convince myself that leaving was the wrong step? I feel lonely. I don't crave people to intera...

Overcoming Loneliness by Appreciating What You Have (Even If It’s Not Perfect)

 Hey again 😍♥️.... you're back to read more unfiltered thoughts thoughts 🎀💕.

I had an epic ✨ family bonding time ✨, and I loved every moment of it. 

It was fun, silly, annoying and seriously messed up 🥴💛. I truly enjoy spending time with my family.

It made me even more excited to have a family of my own someday 🥹, to build those same deep connections and moments of love 😍💞💗. 

To shower them with endless love and care 🥰😝😚🩷🩷🩷

I love my family with every piece 🧩 of my heart 💓.

 And while I'm grateful, I also feel sad for those who have lost theirs💔...or those who never truly had that kind of love while growing up 🥺❤‍🩹.

During my visit, I met a little girl 🥹, no older than 8...who now lives with my aunty.

 Her story broke my heart 😭, her mother abandoned her when she was in class one😪. 

Saying she didn't like the child. It's not like the child forced herself to come into this unfair world 🙁💔, so why treat her in such a manner??. 

My aunty was her teacher then and instead of letting her fall through the cracks...she took her in and had been raising her as her own since🥺💗

It hurts to know awful things like this still happen🫠.

 But I pray with everything in me that this little girl grows up to become powerful, joyful and whole 🤲. 

That her mother sees what she gave up.... and regrets every word and action 😪❤‍🩹.

Some hearts are born into love 🥺💗

Others find it along the way🥺❤‍🩹

Both are worthy and strong 🙏💝 

In a world full of struggles 🫠.... it's also full of overcoming 🤧❤‍🩹

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