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Feb 2021
I think one thing I'm going to have to learn is that if someone doesn't like me... I should just not give that energy anymore.

I keep reaching out to people who don't reach out to me and wonder why I can't help them... why I can't feel like a good friend.

I'm not meant for everyone, and not everyone is meant for me.

Why would I watch while they showcase their pain yet shun me for trying to connect with my understanding.

I'm withdrawing self and advice.

I want to observe more.

Let's see what happens next.

I can't wait to feel more welcome, but that sometimes means that I have to stay in good spaces, to protect my energies, to not keep searching, keep reaching, keep puting vibe where it's not welcome.

That's really, really okay.

The only way to find out where you belong is to see what feels good and put the love back into those that love you.

I keep forgetting it's not the soak but the gush.

It's not the next destination. It's not the things to be done tomorrow. It's the right here, the right now, the what shows up and what makes you proud.

I love my good friends, the ones that show, the ones that know, the ones that can take a good blow.

It's never the critic who stands on the sidelines ripping apart the one in the arena who is already battling fiercely...

The show has always been on, and you're not being watched by me... you're being watched by yourself... good luck to you.

"Hell is meeting the person you could have been at the end of your life...."

I'm trying to live a heavenly life, by appreciating my suffering and being with the little girl that hid in a closet... she always needed a friend. I can be her friend. <3
Written by
MissNeona
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   Kyle Dal Santo
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