THE ART OF DETACHMENT ❤️
What we don't realize is that when we let go of someone, we're not just letting them go, We're letting our old selves go, too. Detaching ourselves from the identity that we associated with initially feels daunting, messy, and heavy-it is an act of grieving no one prepared us for-but it is also liberating.
Know that we no longer have to be someone who settles. We no longer need to accept the bare minimum. We no longer have to take in emotional baggage that doesn't serve us. We no longer have to witness false promises. We no longer have to feel let down. We no longer have to unlock our phone several times a day in hopes of receiving an apology. We no longer have to tell our friends, "Yeah, but it's different this time, "when in fact, it was not. We no longer have to sit in our tub on a Sunday evening with rivers flowing from our eyelids, where even the blistering hot water doesn't numb the pain.
When we detach from that identity, we will see all that we truly are. When we place our energy on letting go of die thoughtcatalog version of ourselves, our grip on them will release too.
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What we don't realize is that when we let go of someone, we're not just letting them go, We're letting our old selves go, too. Detaching ourselves from the identity that we associated with initially feels daunting, messy, and heavy-it is an act of grieving no one prepared us for-but it is also liberating.
Know that we no longer have to be someone who settles. We no longer need to accept the bare minimum. We no longer have to take in emotional baggage that doesn't serve us. We no longer have to witness false promises. We no longer have to feel let down. We no longer have to unlock our phone several times a day in hopes of receiving an apology. We no longer have to tell our friends, "Yeah, but it's different this time, "when in fact, it was not. We no longer have to sit in our tub on a Sunday evening with rivers flowing from our eyelids, where even the blistering hot water doesn't numb the pain.
When we detach from that identity, we will see all that we truly are. When we place our energy on letting go of die thoughtcatalog version of ourselves, our grip on them will release too.
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THAT IS THE THING ABOUT PAIN. IT DEMANDES TO BE FELT
A temporary chapter
People say that everything happens for our own good. I mean I'll never understand why the whole universe had to go through the trouble of getting us together to make me fall hopelessly in love with you; and then want me to forget you all my life.
What good does it do me to know that I was just a temporary chapter in someone's book, when I wanted to be their lasting story, just a placeholder in their journey, never the destination they sought?
People say that everything happens for our own good. I mean I'll never understand why the whole universe had to go through the trouble of getting us together to make me fall hopelessly in love with you; and then want me to forget you all my life.
What good does it do me to know that I was just a temporary chapter in someone's book, when I wanted to be their lasting story, just a placeholder in their journey, never the destination they sought?
Who knows time holds the key time will teach time will give and time will take we are just pupets in a realm of reality pupets trying to remove string named time attached to us trying to go back snd make right decision funny we all cant we all try to live in yesterday loosing our today not thinkg about our future
Lastly we are all prisoners of time
Prison that are traped for eternity
Who know what would happn if we are set free from the string......
Who knows
Lastly we are all prisoners of time
Prison that are traped for eternity
Who know what would happn if we are set free from the string......
Who knows
I felt the warmth from far
It was welcoming
And i wana experiance it closer i wana see how far i can be close
First step then second followed by the third and step by step i get close as it burns me to ashes
The warmth i felt from far away the one that i though would be welcoming me it became my demolition
It became my destroyer the one that finishes me.
The one that i cant revive from
Yes this is what is love for me is now adays
The light, The warmth that attracts me from far away latter to burn me to ashes and left me empty
It was welcoming
And i wana experiance it closer i wana see how far i can be close
First step then second followed by the third and step by step i get close as it burns me to ashes
The warmth i felt from far away the one that i though would be welcoming me it became my demolition
It became my destroyer the one that finishes me.
The one that i cant revive from
Yes this is what is love for me is now adays
The light, The warmth that attracts me from far away latter to burn me to ashes and left me empty
The clouds are dark as if they are tired of waiting
They are dark as if they have been through alot
Thunder rumbling as it seems unheard screams of the cloud
As tgey have been telling their pain and then starts opening up
Telling their pain followed by tears
And it was late i wish i could have heard the clouds before
Guess its to late no where to hide now
It starts with a sinple tear leading to a massive emotional burst out funny i cant let my self out
As i shared the pain of z cloud
As i am walking under the tears of the cloud thinking of my self
Asking why everything is the way it is
Question
Why
When
Where
Endless question but no answers.....
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They are dark as if they have been through alot
Thunder rumbling as it seems unheard screams of the cloud
As tgey have been telling their pain and then starts opening up
Telling their pain followed by tears
And it was late i wish i could have heard the clouds before
Guess its to late no where to hide now
It starts with a sinple tear leading to a massive emotional burst out funny i cant let my self out
As i shared the pain of z cloud
As i am walking under the tears of the cloud thinking of my self
Asking why everything is the way it is
Question
Why
When
Where
Endless question but no answers.....
@feelings_365
Please be kind and share
Thanks
The first drop of rain hits my face, followed by a second and third. People around me are running towards shelter to wait for the rain to pass. However, I am walking and smiling, feeling as though all my pain has been washed away. I want to cry, but I was raised not to express emotions, so I let the rain do it for me. It seems like a dream, a mess in my head. How can the rain feel me? I realize that it's actually the reverse, I am the one feeling the rain. That's why I smile when the tears of the clouds fall on my face.
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1, 2, 3, 4.....
The time keeps moving the watched ticklong voice gake me back in time to when i was innocent and makes me run towards the future and made me think who i am and who i want to be .
Every second is pain because every second i know that i am 1 second closer to my death and i asked what if the next second is my last would i be happy and die in peace????
AM I WHER I WANTED TO BE NOW????
I hope it wont be late for me to know the answers.
The time keeps moving the watched ticklong voice gake me back in time to when i was innocent and makes me run towards the future and made me think who i am and who i want to be .
Every second is pain because every second i know that i am 1 second closer to my death and i asked what if the next second is my last would i be happy and die in peace????
AM I WHER I WANTED TO BE NOW????
I hope it wont be late for me to know the answers.
"In an isolated glass sphere, hanging above,
One light bulb sways, casting its soft radiance,
Inside my inner self, shadows dispersed, and warmth flourished,
As a lovely maiden arrived, enriching my existence,
Transforming my sadness into brilliance, igniting a flicker of hope.
But, without a goodbye or a single word, she vanished,
Leaving me desolate, my heart burdened with sorrow,
Now I opt to crawl, stretching towards the controls,
To bid farewell to the light, and welcome back my old companion, darkness."
One light bulb sways, casting its soft radiance,
Inside my inner self, shadows dispersed, and warmth flourished,
As a lovely maiden arrived, enriching my existence,
Transforming my sadness into brilliance, igniting a flicker of hope.
But, without a goodbye or a single word, she vanished,
Leaving me desolate, my heart burdened with sorrow,
Now I opt to crawl, stretching towards the controls,
To bid farewell to the light, and welcome back my old companion, darkness."
As the light passes through the window frames the warm golden touch casts a heart-touching shadow on the floor, This was your presence for me once, ALAS, no more the same but still your presence I adore.
I opened the curtain to welcome the warmth to let your light cast its shadow and now you are gone a void that is quite uncertain, Gazing at the sky through the frames, longing for light to begin.
Perhaps, perhaps another day another sun shall come tomorrow I shall be patient or who knows maybe the moons soft glow shall cast its gentle shade.
One thing though, nothing can replace your place in my heart, your absence left me empty and sad.
The cycle turns, the sun is gone amd her comes the shadow to dance and play.
Yet me here still yearn for you to light my day.
I opened the curtain to welcome the warmth to let your light cast its shadow and now you are gone a void that is quite uncertain, Gazing at the sky through the frames, longing for light to begin.
Perhaps, perhaps another day another sun shall come tomorrow I shall be patient or who knows maybe the moons soft glow shall cast its gentle shade.
One thing though, nothing can replace your place in my heart, your absence left me empty and sad.
The cycle turns, the sun is gone amd her comes the shadow to dance and play.
Yet me here still yearn for you to light my day.
Title: Fading Glow: A Tale of Departure
In a dimly lit room, an "Exit" sign glows green, piercing the darkness with a faint light. Once, a girl entered this space, bringing with her a vibrant energy that lit up every corner. Laughter and warmth filled the room, pushing back the shadows.
Now, standing by the exit, she embodies a sense of departure. The room, once bright with her presence, seems to revert to its former darkness as she prepares to leave. Every step she takes feels like a step away from the light she brought.
As she walks out, the room falls silent, save for the dim glow of the exit sign. Her departure leaves behind a void, but a faint reminder of her once-bright presence lingers. The darkness returns, but her light remains a cherished memory, a fleeting yet beautiful moment in a once dreary world.
In a dimly lit room, an "Exit" sign glows green, piercing the darkness with a faint light. Once, a girl entered this space, bringing with her a vibrant energy that lit up every corner. Laughter and warmth filled the room, pushing back the shadows.
Now, standing by the exit, she embodies a sense of departure. The room, once bright with her presence, seems to revert to its former darkness as she prepares to leave. Every step she takes feels like a step away from the light she brought.
As she walks out, the room falls silent, save for the dim glow of the exit sign. Her departure leaves behind a void, but a faint reminder of her once-bright presence lingers. The darkness returns, but her light remains a cherished memory, a fleeting yet beautiful moment in a once dreary world.
Success is not just about hard work; it also requires a bit of luck. Keep in mind that even when we try our hardest, we may not always achieve the desired outcome. So don't be discouraged, and keep pushing forward. Remember to stay open to unexpected events, and keep striving for your goals. With hard work, dedication, and a little bit of luck, you can achieve anything you set your mind to.