“Dead-end roads don't mean you've come to your end, just means you need to take a different detour.”
— Anthony Liccione
There’s always always a reason to live, to hope for and to look forward to.
You are never alone. You have Him. You have me.
someday...
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Grainy Comic About Grief
~~𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧
Envy can kill.
This.
I was a gifted child. Until I wasn't. I was the golden girl. Until I couldn't burn anymore.
My parents expected me to build wings of gold and fly further than anyone could ever try. I don't blame them, having a child to raise is like sculpting a clay pot, you can shape it the way you like, paint it the colour you fancy. To raise a child is to play God. To raise a child is to be God.
But to be a child is to fall, to make mistakes, to fail. The thing about being too bright at an early age means you burn out by the time you're 16 and suddenly the world around you becomes more gray and terribly, terribly lonely. The fire is never warm enough, nothing is ever enough. And one day you find yourself begging to a godless sky, begging for a new spark.
I was a gifted child once. I was the golden girl. And one day, I burned out.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire
Open rebuke is better than secret love.
Proverbs 27:5