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Highs

Noticing some sort of ecstasy in ourselves sometimes is rare but when we do, we just wish we could feel that way for a life time. So when we are happy, we tell it, we communicate it, our happiness sometimes just radiates in different forms and if a mirror was placed in front of you, you'd be confused to see yourself the way others do, wow I'm glowing.
I've been told a couple of times that when I surpass a peak point of my life no one will be happy for you genuinely' After couple of lessons I decided to let that sink as a fact. We were fed lies to as how everyone will offer you the opportunity, to be heard, "if you work hard enough the spot light will shine on you my friend" In some cases yes because I literally see a hard-worker who just got up from his 23 - hour study routine frowning at my comment. I'm sorry, I hope you continue to read this.


Lows

No one talks about how hard it is to open up. No one talks about the consequences we have to go through AFTER you decide to let them hear your voice. Here's to all the boys and girls who shut up just to avoid a fight going down the wrong way, they are called weak for it, they are called cowards or people with a narrow mind who can't stand up for themselves. Know this - they probably don't want to waste their words on someone that won't understand a different perspective to a conversation. No one talks about how difficult it is to interpret our own thoughts, why am I feeling this way? I don't know but it isn't always because of the other party. Sometimes you're the only one that gets you. So when you're sad, you can either chose to communicate it or let it it slide, because talking about a problem won't necessarily solve it. Maybe all we need is some time, space and an understanding soul to grasp our facts and thoughts, collect it into a bundle and not judge by the surface, you'll find the real deal there.



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