Blogging is cheaper than therapy, I once saw as someone's blog
description. I definitely agree.
It doomed me when someone notices the changes that is no doubt
true. The things I paid for temporary toughness. But I can't help
to worry when its once a part of my constant routine. There are words
that doesn't help or prove how insensitive we can be, and words just
simple but cuts deeper when said.
There are white lies so not to keep someone worry, but doubles the
agony of the lone. But what's worst than to share a heavy burden when
its not worth it at all? What's the burden becomes when the listener
don’t care or mind and retreated from your weakness?
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