Sometimes one can sense another's unspoken disdain. When you
feel you are being a broken record, always venting the same bull you honestly
keep going through, you stop talking. Stop talking to the same people. I find
this writing as a release for me on here as my diary always was. The need to
really show many who are wayward as I once was, that there is a brighter
outcome. Just some do not get that handed to them even after years of let downs
self-inflicted or imposed by others. Some like I realize we go through it to
better help another not to.
A line I say to my
younger siblings is, "You do not want to end up like me?" Not to say
I am a bad person, just to show them what putting yourself last does to you.
Never, be so helping, you help yourself into destitution. When there, that low
point many times many things you would never do are presented to you. Thankful
I never end up doing something I regret, but the things I have gone through
help me see why so easy to succumb to the pressures some do.
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