I feel lonely and isolated. I'm always on my room 24/7 , always wake up all night, and not taking care of myself that turns my teeth into yellow. I think i need psychologist. 😓💔
@@Fabian-hx6tg I’m the exact same way 🫂 I would suggest trying to find people to support you in your life, trying out little things to help yourself that don’t take much effort and then continue with it (keep in mind that progress isn’t linear and that it’s okay to struggle and take your time) If you still feel you need more assistance then I would definitely recommend trying to get some sort of professional support if you’re able to.
Life, a labyrinth of moments caught in bliss and chaos meant to break and adore us as if life and death fell in love. Every morning I wake up in spaces between light (the sun's gentle glow) and the unknown darkness (the clouds distorted in my mind, ready to burst with rainy tears held in too long). But it is not the entity of darkness that defines our lives. It is the angel who reminds us to breathe (a very soft spoken angel if I may add . . . ) When life is hard and unfair, sometimes death seems to be flirting with us with its convincing plea. A plea of peace eternal and sleep forever without wake. But when life is fine and well, then death is but a lover we remind who we are not ready to be with eternally, that we would like to enjoy our life first. A life, of course, filled with temporary illusions. Sometimes it seems like the world in our eyes is better than the world out there. In our eyes, the world seems so different. Because without our eyes that sees the flowers as beautiful dancers, dancing to the melody of the wind, then it is just...well....."Kinetic energy of moving air currents that cause mechanical displacement in the flexible structures of the flowers!?" Yeah, let's be honest, the scientific explanation doesn't sound as beautiful as our shattered minds make it to be. And I say shattered because, well it must be, to see things so beautifully as we do. Broken pieces of a glass shows so much more beauty than a glass that is still in one piece, because the pieces of broken glass reflects and shines in so many directions, allowing us to see so much more than we thought we ever could... Being in one piece would have never shown us that beauty. As a believer who witnessed a moment so divine and felt so... in love... in shattered beauty, distorted reflections and the sharp cuts felt from holding on to some of those pieces too tightly. Memories that hurt to remember, and many that make us smile. It hurts to be alive, because being alive means you feel so so much already. And whatever those feelings are, you felt them, even the shattered ones. Being so sensitive, that even the gentle breeze in a meadow filled with roses cuts our skin and bruises our bones, yet still so strong that even the seas of death doesn't dare to touch us. We can only hope to be able to look away ever so slightly into the distance knowing that we found a peace within this labyrinth of bliss and chaos. A place between heaven and hell and darkness so profound. Remember, it is not the entity of darkness that defines our lives, but the angel who reminds us to breathe... a very soft spoken angel . . . if I may add . . .
I really don’t like “hustle culture”. I don’t like “the grind”. Tbh, I don’t like capitalism in general. It pushes people against each other and causes self-hatred for taking care of oneself (though primarily if lower class). Self-care is one of the most important things ever, and we’ve demonized it for most of the population because it’s “laziness”. Love ya, Coffin 🖤 we’re all in this together!
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washing the face as a self-care hack? Yes!!! I second that! It really works. I suggest a vid or short about that.
I feel lonely and isolated. I'm always on my room 24/7 , always wake up all night, and not taking care of myself that turns my teeth into yellow. I think i need psychologist. 😓💔
@@Fabian-hx6tg I’m the exact same way 🫂 I would suggest trying to find people to support you in your life, trying out little things to help yourself that don’t take much effort and then continue with it (keep in mind that progress isn’t linear and that it’s okay to struggle and take your time) If you still feel you need more assistance then I would definitely recommend trying to get some sort of professional support if you’re able to.
Life, a labyrinth of moments caught in bliss and chaos meant to break and adore us as if life and death fell in love. Every morning I wake up in spaces between light (the sun's gentle glow) and the unknown darkness (the clouds distorted in my mind, ready to burst with rainy tears held in too long). But it is not the entity of darkness that defines our lives. It is the angel who reminds us to breathe (a very soft spoken angel if I may add . . . )
When life is hard and unfair, sometimes death seems to be flirting with us with its convincing plea. A plea of peace eternal and sleep forever without wake. But when life is fine and well, then death is but a lover we remind who we are not ready to be with eternally, that we would like to enjoy our life first. A life, of course, filled with temporary illusions. Sometimes it seems like the world in our eyes is better than the world out there.
In our eyes, the world seems so different. Because without our eyes that sees the flowers as beautiful dancers, dancing to the melody of the wind, then it is just...well....."Kinetic energy of moving air currents that cause mechanical displacement in the flexible structures of the flowers!?"
Yeah, let's be honest, the scientific explanation doesn't sound as beautiful as our shattered minds make it to be. And I say shattered because, well it must be, to see things so beautifully as we do. Broken pieces of a glass shows so much more beauty than a glass that is still in one piece, because the pieces of broken glass reflects and shines in so many directions, allowing us to see so much more than we thought we ever could... Being in one piece would have never shown us that beauty.
As a believer who witnessed a moment so divine and felt so... in love... in shattered beauty, distorted reflections and the sharp cuts felt from holding on to some of those pieces too tightly. Memories that hurt to remember, and many that make us smile.
It hurts to be alive, because being alive means you feel so so much already. And whatever those feelings are, you felt them, even the shattered ones. Being so sensitive, that even the gentle breeze in a meadow filled with roses cuts our skin and bruises our bones, yet still so strong that even the seas of death doesn't dare to touch us. We can only hope to be able to look away ever so slightly into the distance knowing that we found a peace within this labyrinth of bliss and chaos. A place between heaven and hell and darkness so profound. Remember, it is not the entity of darkness that defines our lives, but the angel who reminds us to breathe...
a very soft spoken angel . . . if I may add . . .
I really don’t like “hustle culture”. I don’t like “the grind”. Tbh, I don’t like capitalism in general. It pushes people against each other and causes self-hatred for taking care of oneself (though primarily if lower class). Self-care is one of the most important things ever, and we’ve demonized it for most of the population because it’s “laziness”. Love ya, Coffin 🖤 we’re all in this together!
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@@Hockyjob656 Oh! Now I get it! Apologies, I was half asleep and wasn’t sure like what you were saying lol. I get it now. You’re absolutely correct :)