It's like I can't breathe 
It's like my heart broke into a million pieces again
It's like my whole body shattered and is shivering in fear

Was talking about past trauma and now I can't breathe properly and idk what is happening

It took 5 mins to remember everything n now I am a messs

Depression

If a girl says, “I’m leaving you!”

Be a Gentleman.

Show her the door.

Breakup

I want you to tattoo the following inside your head:

DISCIPLINE = FREEDOM
& 
DISCIPLINE > TALENT

Discipline gives you freedom because it makes you stronger, better, faster and sharper.

This makes you more successful, to the point you can do whatever the fuck you want in your life.

Also, discipline sets up your life in a way where you have time to do everything.

The undisciplined and weak have bouts with depression and anxiety because their body and brain is suffering from the lack of achievement and the lack of discipline.

Discipline > Talent because well,

there is nothing more common than wasted talent.


Maybe the top 0.1% of talented individuals can get away with a lack of discipline.

But the other 99.99%? 

The right amount of Discipline can beat every single one of them every damn time.

So stop using excuses and get your asss back in the trenches.

Work on yourself.

BUILD.

Productivity

What does it means to give your 100 percent .I ant am satisfied even after studying for 12 to 14 hrs..as my goals aren't complete ...and can't achieve the desired results at this pace...neither am I able to increase my pace no matter what ... and so I wanna give up on this track of working hard.

Education

Have you ever noticed the bags under her eyes Or the anger issues

that she has?

Her hollow cheeks and cracked lips still forced into a smile. Struggling to show everyone That she's a fighter that she will be alright.

No one bothered to hold her close, to tell her that it's okay not to be fine.

So she breathed through her life as if it were a battlefield and wished that one day she would live, and not just survive.

“I had to grow up and she could stay in my heart but not in my life anymore. Still follow her on social media, and still miss her too, but I had to do what I did. Painful as it is, you can’t stay where you don’t belong for someone, no matter how much you love them.” - A stranger on Reddit who went through a friendship breakup and basically put my thoughts and feelings into words.

And I’ll say it even now, I have to grow up. I have to move on. Even if I love them the same, even if I miss them just as much. Maybe there was a time when being with them was good for me. But it’s just not anymore. I’m happy I knew them and I don’t know what the future holds. Maybe it will give us a second chance at friendship. Maybe it won’t. Regardless, I have to grow. I can’t let this hold me back. I also wish it didn’t end like this; ghosting and blaming each other. But our friendship was on the brink of death and the distance did what we couldn’t dare to do even if it was clear as day. My regrets would probably be not having had an honest conversation about how I felt. I don’t know if that would have fixed things. Speculating is a lost game and hurts me just as much. In my heart, I know some things or some people are just not meant to be.  They were not meant to be the way I wanted. I wanted to love them and give them my all so bad but it never worked out. There was always something missing. And for the longest of times, I blamed myself. I looked down on myself unknowingly. I tried so badly to be cool “like” them but also for them. And when it didn’t work I resented them. I harbored so many negative feelings towards them for so long in order to appease myself. I’d resent them but still seek their approval and companionship. I hurt myself so much. It wasn’t my fault but it wasn’t theirs either. It was a series of unfortunate events (and probably choices) where one led to the other and here I am. Our friendship, at its core, was built on brokenness; mine and theirs at different points in time. We were just kids with a lot of individual emotional baggage. And no one knew quite what to do with it. We all just tried to hide our brokenness together but it had different consequences on all three of us.
I wish I could go back in time and tell younger me that she didn’t have to take shit from no one, especially her friends. You were enough and more than enough. I hurt you so much. I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. You were beautiful and you are still. You were good enough. You didn’t have to bend backwards for anyone. You didn’t have to mend anyone’s ego. I should have cared for you more. I should have loved you more. I love you. I love you so much it hurts. I want to give you a hug so badly. You didn’t deserve the world’s harshness. You are good enough for me and that’s all that matters.


Friends

Friends make life colorfull ❤️‍🔥💫
Am i right 😅

I don’t know what to do. I have some quite prominent self-harm scars. It’s the summer I’m already wearing long sleeves at school and whenever I go out, but it now getting hotter and almost unbearable it the now and it’s is soo humid. My dad knows and I’m talking to the school counsellor, but my friends don’t know. The things I need help with is how to tell my friends without being that type of person who over shares and makes it their whole personality. I want to tell them because I wanna do things with them in the summer without almost dying of heat stroke. I’ve already tried covering them with make up and bracelets won’t work coz they are all the way up my arms and stick out. Please share if you have any way I could tell them thank you.

Self Harm

Why no one talks how healing can make someone feel so alone?

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