Everyone should be confident with their feelings. Mine got me crazy. I tried to forget. I tried to hide. I tried to get rid of them. And I hurt myself by not being sincere to my beloved ones. But then, suddenly, in the middle of panic, in the middle of craziness, in the middle of a desperate state of mind, I realized that the most important thing I have is myself. My heart, my body and my mind.
And today I confessed. I felt like a child, crying and crying. Words came to my mouth and I decided to spread them. I never felt so bad. And I never feel so good.
Thanks Mummy, I knew you were not going to leave me.
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whose pleasures depend
on the permission
of another"
"Poor is the man
whose pleasures depend
on the permission
of another"
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