I Don't Wanna See Anyone..nor My Mom ,dad Or Sister...

I am highly gratified and delighted that finally i have to come to know what makes me content and satisfied.

Hanging out with friends, going out for dinner, having a great time with parents. having the best coffee etc all comes second

I wanna stay indoors all day, i dont find enthusiasm staying outdoors or having a dayout with a friend, i wanna paint the landscapes viewed from my balcony, make my own (not best) coffee, getting myself ready to get out of my zone and click the "rare me ".

I am not finding quotes nor posts that can hold up my side..

I just wish someone could give their all ears.... so that i can admit it "yes i am wrong "

To be creative means to be in love with life. You can be creative only if you love life enough that you want to enhance its beauty, you want to bring a little more music to it, a little more poetry to it, a little more dance to it.

-Osho

I don't wanna die by suicide

I want an accidental death. I don't wanna bring shame to my family by killing myself, becoz if ppl find that I killed myself, they ll cook up numerous false theories and even blame my parents for their lack of attention. When it is accidental, nobody is gonna know what I went through, why I was yearning for an end..it was just a instant untimely death, might even sympathize with my parents, gossip a Lil about me and my family and will leave the hell of outta my home after those funeral functions.

Idk abt my family, ig they shud be fine, mom will prolly despise me for being selfish enough to think that I wanted an end. After all, she did say that you get all that you prayed for.

Unheard

I went home, hoping to spill my sorrows,

to let the weight pour out in tears,

but silence sat heavy in my chest,

and not a single drop fell.

I tried to tell my father,

whispered the sadness I carried,

but he just left,

not out of cruelty, but out of not knowing

how to hold what he’s never learned to carry.

And my mother,

so close, yet distant,

sees only the shadows of her own thoughts,

never the truth in my eyes.

So I leave again,

back to where I came from,

carrying the ache of words unspoken,

of comfort unfound,

of a heart still waiting—

yearning to be held.

"Weep day and night, until your eyes dry out .

Use all the tears of your life so that they don't distract you again"

-Kunti

“Other peoples’ opinion of you is their problem, not yours.”

— Unknown

“Saying yes to happiness means learning to say no to the people and things that stress you out.”

— Unknown

I know I break boundaries.

I know my friends are pissed.

I know what I'm doing is no good.

I know my actions will harm me.

I know it will destroy my inner peace.

And I still do it.

But I don’t blame myself, nor do I try to warn.

After a point, I just stop because…

I know I’m stubborn, and once my mind is made up, nothing will change it.

So, I do it.

I do whatever my fragile heart wants and yearns for,

Even though the feeling doesn’t last long.

I do it.

But I also let it hurt.

I let myself bear the consequences.

It’s hard, but I’ll do it.

And one thing I’m glad about is that I’m always there for myself

Before and after anything bad happens.

I don’t put myself down.

I don’t curse myself for the poor decisions I make.

I let it hurt, but with my utmost care and concern.

I accept that this action was meant to happen,

And it’s okay to make stupid decisions.

We all make mistakes and outgrow them eventually.

I’m gentle with my heart,

And I love that about myself.