"I think I'm love." She tells him
"That's impossible. You had your heart broken only a year ago and you've already been in love like twice ever since. You can only fall in love once." He's disappointed.
She laughs in her naive way, "Yeah but not when you're a giver. You see, you're either a giver or a taker.
When you're a taker, you can only fall in love once because you think no one could ever provide you with the emotional needs you seek for like that one person.
But when you're a giver, you'll have a lot of love in you that all you need is the right soul to place that love in. And there will always be enough left.
Also, who said that once has to last only year. I fell in love once and I've been falling ever since. And I hope that "once" lasts a life time."
Picture : Flora Cash
"That's impossible. You had your heart broken only a year ago and you've already been in love like twice ever since. You can only fall in love once." He's disappointed.
She laughs in her naive way, "Yeah but not when you're a giver. You see, you're either a giver or a taker.
When you're a taker, you can only fall in love once because you think no one could ever provide you with the emotional needs you seek for like that one person.
But when you're a giver, you'll have a lot of love in you that all you need is the right soul to place that love in. And there will always be enough left.
Also, who said that once has to last only year. I fell in love once and I've been falling ever since. And I hope that "once" lasts a life time."
Picture : Flora Cash
I once said I would offer myself as a test subject for the Mars project even if it means a one way trip. It's just that, when I die, I'd want some space.
They said that was a selfish thing to say. To want to disappear, willingly. But, they are right. How dare I make my life about me, let alone my death. Right?
Picture : Aesthetics
They said that was a selfish thing to say. To want to disappear, willingly. But, they are right. How dare I make my life about me, let alone my death. Right?
Picture : Aesthetics
Today I went for a handshake and I got a hug instead.
You know what they say about “The highs being high and the lows being low.”
Yeah.
It wasn’t just a hug. It was the “I see you” kind of hug. I tried to let go but he held on to it.
We had a mutual understanding
My hug said, “I am tired”
And his said, “It’s okay.”
That was the best feeling I have had in a while.
When the highs hit,
I have this urge to know about how everyone’s day is going
When the highs hit
I exercise
I drink water
When the highs hit
I will show up at that event with 100 people and it won’t kill me
When the highs hit
I fall asleep at 8:00 pm
But then there are the lows
When the lows hit,
I won’t be able to laugh at your jokes but I would still smile like a minute after you told them
When the lows hit
I choke on water
When the lows hit
I count the breaths I take
When the lows hit
My eyelids get heavy
When the lows hit
I would make a bed out of every place so I could at least rest.
Picture : Aesthetics
You know what they say about “The highs being high and the lows being low.”
Yeah.
It wasn’t just a hug. It was the “I see you” kind of hug. I tried to let go but he held on to it.
We had a mutual understanding
My hug said, “I am tired”
And his said, “It’s okay.”
That was the best feeling I have had in a while.
When the highs hit,
I have this urge to know about how everyone’s day is going
When the highs hit
I exercise
I drink water
When the highs hit
I will show up at that event with 100 people and it won’t kill me
When the highs hit
I fall asleep at 8:00 pm
But then there are the lows
When the lows hit,
I won’t be able to laugh at your jokes but I would still smile like a minute after you told them
When the lows hit
I choke on water
When the lows hit
I count the breaths I take
When the lows hit
My eyelids get heavy
When the lows hit
I would make a bed out of every place so I could at least rest.
Picture : Aesthetics
The reading room gave her a standing ovation
Returning to the mic,
"I sometimes , secretly hope that you'd take my poems seriously
Not all of them
Just the ones speaking of 3ams
Yellow
And bruises on the ribs from expanding and collapsing too much during panic breaths"
She says
They applaud her cry even more.
Picture : Alamy
Returning to the mic,
"I sometimes , secretly hope that you'd take my poems seriously
Not all of them
Just the ones speaking of 3ams
Yellow
And bruises on the ribs from expanding and collapsing too much during panic breaths"
She says
They applaud her cry even more.
Picture : Alamy
Here is the thing about depression.
It gets better at some point. One morning you find yourself breathing without a
lump in your throat. You find yourself getting up early to do some exercise. You find yourself drinking water, watching what you eat, taking yourself to the cinema,
buying yourself the things you’ve always wanted but didn’t have the energy for,
attending events and relating with “How-to” books and sharing meditative blogs. It
gets better. And you start feeling like all of it is a choice, YOUR choice, and that all
you need to change is your mindset. It gets better. One morning you find yourself
taking care of your nails, your hair and even your purse. And then, some late afternoon, while making your bed, it’ll hit you. And it will hit you hard. You’ll slip in between the sheets. You will binge-watch some show you’ve already watched. You will find yourself back to square one but harder. Harder because you will try to convince yourself that it’s a choice. After three days in bed, you will find out it’s not really a choice. Taking care of your hair becomes so consuming. The things you bought yourself won’t matter as they did a week ago. You’ll realize the “How-to” books aren’t for people like you. You’d forget to remind yourself to eat and you won’t know until you feel your hands shaking. Sighing persistently becomes your new breathing. Until one morning. Where you wake up and find yourself breathing without a lump in your throat and getting up feels like a choice.
*Stop telling people it’s a choice when it’s not yours to make.
*Be patient with yourself.
*Be there, wherever that is at that point.
*Be patient with others. Let them have the late afternoon and the three day they
need.
Picture : Aesthetic
It gets better at some point. One morning you find yourself breathing without a
lump in your throat. You find yourself getting up early to do some exercise. You find yourself drinking water, watching what you eat, taking yourself to the cinema,
buying yourself the things you’ve always wanted but didn’t have the energy for,
attending events and relating with “How-to” books and sharing meditative blogs. It
gets better. And you start feeling like all of it is a choice, YOUR choice, and that all
you need to change is your mindset. It gets better. One morning you find yourself
taking care of your nails, your hair and even your purse. And then, some late afternoon, while making your bed, it’ll hit you. And it will hit you hard. You’ll slip in between the sheets. You will binge-watch some show you’ve already watched. You will find yourself back to square one but harder. Harder because you will try to convince yourself that it’s a choice. After three days in bed, you will find out it’s not really a choice. Taking care of your hair becomes so consuming. The things you bought yourself won’t matter as they did a week ago. You’ll realize the “How-to” books aren’t for people like you. You’d forget to remind yourself to eat and you won’t know until you feel your hands shaking. Sighing persistently becomes your new breathing. Until one morning. Where you wake up and find yourself breathing without a lump in your throat and getting up feels like a choice.
*Stop telling people it’s a choice when it’s not yours to make.
*Be patient with yourself.
*Be there, wherever that is at that point.
*Be patient with others. Let them have the late afternoon and the three day they
need.
Picture : Aesthetic
Forwarded from Addis Insight
Beloved music composer Elias Melka passed away.
Elias was an outstanding composer, poet, songwriter and guitarist of modern Ethiopia.
The musician Elias has suffered from diabetes and kidney disease and has been undergoing treatment.
We are deeply saddened by his passing and pass our condolences to his family, friends and fans.
Elias was an outstanding composer, poet, songwriter and guitarist of modern Ethiopia.
The musician Elias has suffered from diabetes and kidney disease and has been undergoing treatment.
We are deeply saddened by his passing and pass our condolences to his family, friends and fans.
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ቅፅ ሁለትን ደሞ ይዘን ተመልሰናል!
እባካቹ ያላችሁን አስተያየት አጋሩን። ለወዳጅ ዘመድዎ ማጋራትን እንዳይረሱ ታድያ።
መርሃባ
And once again we are back with Volume-2. please do tell us what you think of it.
Don't forget to share it with your family and friends as well.
Enjoy, cheers
እባካቹ ያላችሁን አስተያየት አጋሩን። ለወዳጅ ዘመድዎ ማጋራትን እንዳይረሱ ታድያ።
መርሃባ
And once again we are back with Volume-2. please do tell us what you think of it.
Don't forget to share it with your family and friends as well.
Enjoy, cheers
Forwarded from Bruh Club
https://bit.ly/2Pj1U05 The Arts Mailing List newsletter 28th Oct 2019 is now out!!!!
Featuring @unstoppablecaption
Inspirational pieces from: Mihret Kebede Alwabie, @getz_mag, @aterira, @linkupAddis, Association of Ethiopian Architects - AEA, Addis Afework, Eyayu Genet, Eyasu Sisay, Yohannes Bayou, Yonatan Wondwosen, Solomon Asfaw, Alexander Tadesse
Featuring @unstoppablecaption
Inspirational pieces from: Mihret Kebede Alwabie, @getz_mag, @aterira, @linkupAddis, Association of Ethiopian Architects - AEA, Addis Afework, Eyayu Genet, Eyasu Sisay, Yohannes Bayou, Yonatan Wondwosen, Solomon Asfaw, Alexander Tadesse
Forwarded from Ateriraአጤሪራ (Kirubel Atnafu)
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ቅፅ አራት ይሄው!
እባካቹ ያላችሁን አስተያየት አጋሩን። ለወዳጅ ዘመድዎ ማጋራትን እንዳይረሱ ታድያ።
መርሃባ
And once again we are back with Volume-4. please do tell us what you think of it.
Don't forget to share it with your family and friends as well.
Enjoy, cheers
እባካቹ ያላችሁን አስተያየት አጋሩን። ለወዳጅ ዘመድዎ ማጋራትን እንዳይረሱ ታድያ።
መርሃባ
And once again we are back with Volume-4. please do tell us what you think of it.
Don't forget to share it with your family and friends as well.
Enjoy, cheers
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