Therapy update: How can someone love you if you don’t love yourself?
I started working on my inner child and finally started seeing how long I’ve ignored that side of me. I hold a lot of anger and letting that go will probably be hard. Here’s to taking it one step at a time.
I’m writing this as a reaffirmation to myself and anyone else reading, it is never that late to start working on yourself.
PS: I’m pinning this on the feed to never lose track of what I’m actually fighting for.
Oh this edition: That looks easier than it is.
Lose yourself - Eminem
PS: Don’t try to do the chorus yourself. Get an incredible singer like. @garimabeing to it.
How does one heal a broken soul?
Is it with another, hoping
the crumbling fragments
of our collective sanity
fall into place?
No?
Okay then.
Is it with a tether,
keeping ourselves held together,
though barely,
crawling in space?
No.
I’m tired.
I’ve seen fragments taken away,
and I can’t seem to get them back.
Parts of me, now lost to eternity,
adding to things I lack
And my screams go unheard,
like I’ve been killed across time,
looking for ways to rhyme my pain with another.
A dead baby cries through his mother.
No one told me how inherently wrong one could be, while also being right.
Onset of disconnection breeds discontention.
I fade lonely, into the solemn night.
My soul isn’t broken; The world is.
#poetry #society
Through everything, the only time Ive felt heard, understood or happy is when I’m surrounded by music.
Music taught me that I’m not perfect and I don’t need to be. It taught me that everything I’ve failed at, made me more human and lastly, the most important lesson, I never needed to be perfect from the minute I begin.
Growth is an iterative process and if I’m not perfect today, I’ll keep working on myself till I get close.
While this is still nowhere close to where I want to be, it’s the first time I’ve gone improv with music.
Here’s to making a 1000 different mistakes on the way, to not make them when they matter.
Note to self: You are doing fine.
