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1 month ago · 4 · tears, +3
I am not ok and please don't tell me it will be alright and it's ok to feel not ok..I am bored hearing this.
I need to hear genuine words though I know I don't have a chance with things setting right and me becoming fine.
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bored of hearing those words or not, they are all true. pray about it, everything will be fine ;)
i know exactly how it feels. life really sucks, and that's an understatement. and im not going to tell you that one day you'll wake up and everything will be okay. Because that's not true. But please don't do anything you can't reverse, because i promise that one day, maybe not very soon, but one day something amazing will happen that will change everything. Keep holding onto life even though its hard.
The best thing you can do is think about what has you like this, understand how that problem or problems are effecting you and find a way to get rid of them. Memories will never go away but as long as you say or do something about the problem your brain will have less to hold over you
I wish I could say those words, the genuine heartfelt words, but right now, the best I can do is be your shoulder to cry on. Sometimes words don't work, and you just need the quiet love and support. If I was there, with you feeling so down like this, I would give you a hug. I would say that you can cry if you want, and I'd say that I love you. I know I don't know you, so that might sound strange, but those three words are the most important ones you'll ever hear and the one's least often said. So, as genuine as I can be, I poor my heart into these words saying, that I. Love. You. :)
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