I used to think that the universe will let me breathe if I would stop asking what it wants me to do; that I just need to seek what I want to do. So, I do that because I am done trying. I am actually doing things now. I am no longer waiting; I am not standing still. I am moving. But, why is it not enough?
What do you want from me, really? What am I supposed to do?
I know sometimes we need to stay silent, but silence is scary. When someone doesn’t talk and it’s clear that he wants to say something, I’m scared what is running through inside his head. When someone doesn’t talk and it builds up inside, it will eventually explode. I saw how that kind of miscommunication ruined our family. It’s still traumatic for me.
Isn’t it sad how you don’t connect with someone anymore just as much as you did before? What’s worse is you don’t know if it is them slipping away and you are letting them or is it you loosing your grip just because? It’s sad when you don’t know why and it just happens. It goes both for romantic and platonic.
We already know what’s right and wrong, but when you are suffering from mental illnesses, your thinking could be twisted. Sometimes, the concept of right and wrong gets blurry along with your memories. So, the message here is to seek help and find your ground. If you are lucky enough to be ‘normal enough’ and free from any of these illnesses, always listen. Be patient. People with mental illnesses have the capacity to always withdraw. Hold them and keep them near at all cost. Do not let them float in the abyss alone.
Not everyone conforms to the norms, if you don’t know that already. The society is changing. Now, if you think that it should be objective and just judge right away, that says a lot about you. All I’m saying is it is your choice to be influenced or not.