It has been years since I forced myself for being optimistic. I forced myself to believe that my wounds are nothing but little scratches. I forced myself to believe that time can heal all the wounds.
But recently, I then realized that actually I'm fooling myself. Because some wounds can't be healed within time. The scratches were so deep and can't be healed by simple ajustment.
And it is not easy to move on when people around me are so happy to keep making the new wound on the wounds that is not yet healed.
So, it is time for me to go for hiding, living in my sanctuary, not for running away, but for letting my soul completely heal in silence.
Because it is not good if I keep fooling myself with the all lies of saying "I'm (always) fine" and "I'm (always) okay", when I'm actually not..