Losing water from your body in form sweat is far better than in the form of tears .

Cataract is the second leading causes of blindness , love still remains #1

I don’t understand how you can forget someone with whom you’ve been for years. I laughed with her, I cried with her, I fought with her, I smiled with her. Her mere presence made my day. You’d forget every disturbing thing that haunted you when you were with her. Don’t get me wrong; I wasn’t just in love with her—I think it was the human that I was comfortable with . These days, people talk about having a male or female best friend, saying their love is platonic. They share everything, chill, and forget their burdens and troubles, enjoying the moment. You can say it was just like that—the only difference was that I first fell in love with her, and later she became that female best friend with whom I could relax. I know that’s weird—what else can you expect from a ****** like me?

I have anger issues, and I don’t deny it. I lost because of my anger issues, and I know I **** for this. Maybe that’s the punishment for being stupid and spitting out everything that comes to mind without thinking. But I don’t understand this thing that " you think before speaking to a stranger or someone you’re not comfortable with. Maybe that’s why I blurted out everything—because she was not a stranger to me , I was me with her . She was the  only person with whom I was real.

You know you’ve won in life if you get to keep that person. I couldn’t, whatever be the reason. I don’t care if it was my fault or yours; we’re not together now, and I’m afraid we won’t be in the future. Life is hard—the moment you think you’ve made it, some negative energy can come along and ruin everything.

I just can’t forget everything—those fights, laughs, smiles, tears, nights, and giggles. It’s tough to live feeling dead inside but alive outside. It feels heavy. Writing makes me feel better; I write my emotions, hoping they’ll leave my body, and I can calm myself from anxiety attacks and mood fluctuations. I’ve been doing what I can, promising myself that I’ll heal, be real, and become the person I used to be—someone who can be loved again, make new friends, and make other people feel safe around me , make them comfortable enough that they can share their problems and I would be happy if can solve those . I don't want anyone else to be in the same boat as mine . I won't be sharing what I am going through to anyone in the instant , as it is not easy for me to build that level of trust from my side again but I promise I won't leave anyone whosoever trusts me but I can't trust now . May be in future I will ! Who knows . It's just a  different chapter of your story .

I failed making friends . I had one, but now I don’t. Right now, I’m trying my best to see a better version of myself.

Thank you !
From
Satvik

To
Satvik

"A new vessel's found fast,

but keeping one intact,

a lifelong test."

You chose love
but love didn't choose you .

Stop your actions !

Not Love .