ግራ ገብቶአችሁ ያውቃል? ግራ መጋባታችሁ ግራ ገብቶአችሁስ? የሰው ልጅ መሆናችሁን እስክትጠራጠሩ ድረስ ስሜት ከላያችሁ ርቆ? ረፍት የሌለው እንቅልፍ....እርካታ የሌለው...ቀናቶች ቀናቶችን እየገደሉ ወራት አለፍ ፤ ያለማቋረጥ የሚጮህ መድሀኒት አዋቂ ያጣ ቁስል በውስጤ ይሰማኛል።በሰው ጬኸት ብከልለው ይሻላል ብዬ ራሴን ጥቅም በሌለው ሁካታ ውስጥ ከለልኩ...የማላውቃትን እኔን እስክሆን ድረስ ራሴን በከልኩት ቀስበቀስ የምትኖርባቸውን principlኦች bend ማድረግ የማይከብዳትን አይነት እስክሆን ድረስ። የውጬ ከሆነ ብዬ ራሴን አራቅኩ...በዝምታ ውስጥ...አንዱ ሲዘጋ ሌላው እንደሚጮህ ግን አላወቅኩም...ለካ የውጬን ሁካታ የተመኙት የውስጤ ጩኸቶች ናቸው። ቀንበቀን አንድ አይነት የሆነው ይሄ ህይወቴ ትንፋሼን የሚነጥቀኝ እስኪመስለኝ ድረስ...መተረት የደከመውን ልቤን ለመደገፍ ቁና ቁና መተንፈስ ሳንባዬም ደከመው....እጆች ቢዘረጉ ህመሙን የሚጋሩ ደጋፊዎች ከየት ይመጣሉ..ዝምብሎ መመልከት ነው..አንዱ ጬኸት አንዱን እስኪያጠፋው ድረስ......
-yeab
-yeab
"I hope that someday when i am gone,someone somewhere picks up my soul off these pages and thinks 'I would have loved her.'"
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I guess for most days it will just be like this. I won't know how or why but my soul bleeds and there is this sadness I cannot control.
When i wrote a weekly vent to my sister i said to her "I am also learning to give myself a break when it needs it and when its in pain but i don't know if that is the right thing to do..."
As if resting and taking care of my body for carrying me through the day holding my hands through it was laziness or just "not the right thing to do." I came here to tell you its ok if all you did today was rest or listened to your human needs within you. Your worth and comfort don't come at the cost of how much you achieve.
,Love you🖤
-Yeab
As if resting and taking care of my body for carrying me through the day holding my hands through it was laziness or just "not the right thing to do." I came here to tell you its ok if all you did today was rest or listened to your human needs within you. Your worth and comfort don't come at the cost of how much you achieve.
,Love you🖤
-Yeab
In trying to fit in so much of myself and who i am got clouded into who others wanted me to be. You won't know how much you have stranded away from the parts of you that you adore....i sat with my friend yesterday to catch up and he was telling me "How much of alone time he desires now. And how he has this overwhelming need to isolate and not make any more new human connection. And how he has wanted to just maintain a few circle of friends and just be by himself. Ena it really made me feel seen to see that i amnot the only one feeling like this. Minor human interactions are draining me as if my soul despises them because the yeab i know isnot living through them
But somedays i do crave silent peaceful talks with the ones I love who know my heart in a way noone sees them. It does help a lot to be heard for the things your soul cries out help for. If you have been feeling like this take time to sit with your self "what was he/she like....the 'you' that you have abandoned?"
-Yeab
But somedays i do crave silent peaceful talks with the ones I love who know my heart in a way noone sees them. It does help a lot to be heard for the things your soul cries out help for. If you have been feeling like this take time to sit with your self "what was he/she like....the 'you' that you have abandoned?"
-Yeab
Forwarded from በመንገዴ (Venice)
𝒮𝒾𝓁𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔
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There might have been a better choice or a better way of doing things. Of loving myself. Of loving others. Of inhaling the air. Of accepting the sun in the morning and sending her farewell at night. Of loving my body. Of smiling more. And talking more. Of choosing a lover. Of talking back that to that man who tried to grope my breast. Of loving God. Of praying more. Of saying "I love you" to myself. Once. Or maybe sometimes. Of ignoring the blade and saying not today. No you arenot gonna conspire with the God of evils to make me bleed. Of living more. And of spending time with friends. And saying "hi" to strangers more. Even though I did that a lot. Of moving even a tiny finger despite the paralysis. Of tilting my head towards heaven and giving my thanks. Of kissing the petals of the flowers I pass by. The paw of that dog I so much love. Of surviving. Of not giving up. And taking my 5 minute wait before I decided to just do it. Or. There.might. have. Been. A. Better. Way. Of letting. People. Love. Me. More. Or maybe. Just maybe. There might be a better way of saying all this to myself kindly for all the ways I failed my self as a child of God. Because the way I woke up today despite everything I had to endure is the most loving way of WAKING UP.
-Yeab T
-Yeab T
በመንገዴ
There might have been a better choice or a better way of doing things. Of loving myself. Of loving others. Of inhaling the air. Of accepting the sun in the morning and sending her farewell at night. Of loving my body. Of smiling more. And talking more. Of…
A year later and this caressed my heart.🖤
በመንገዴ
There might have been a better choice or a better way of doing things. Of loving myself. Of loving others. Of inhaling the air. Of accepting the sun in the morning and sending her farewell at night. Of loving my body. Of smiling more. And talking more. Of…
Almost a year ago i wrote this in thoughts of giving out a helping hand for a friend who ended up breaking my heart fpr the pieces i trusted her most for. Most times its not written enough about friendship heartbreaks. I remember carying that betrayal for months and months non stop....bandaging and tearing open that hurt. Till God finally let her go. Opening up and trusting people and then being walked all over had a huge effect on me. I was afraid i was gonna shut down but God carried me through it and taught me huge lesson that also laid foundation for my faith....in those times i saw how much fragile a human heart can be and how you should care for it. Most of us tend to miss that part in our relationship.
Maybe you are still going through this process or maybe you have let go finally like me....either way let love. Let others in. Not everyone carry a blade with them. But most of all be there for yourself.
-Yeab
Maybe you are still going through this process or maybe you have let go finally like me....either way let love. Let others in. Not everyone carry a blade with them. But most of all be there for yourself.
-Yeab
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Being my parent's child feels like.....
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episode03 - ሦስት ኪሎ podcast: ለመውደቅ ግን ተሥፋ አለኝ • https://anchor.fm/leoul-zewelde/episodes/ep-ers6ub
በዝምታ ውስጥ ፈልሰው የሚገቡ ብዙ ድምፆች አሉ። በዝምታ ውስጥ ያለፈ ሰላም ሽታ አለ። አዲስ ጬኸቶችም ቦታቸውን ይዘው ያውዳሉ። በየጥጋጥጉ ተሰግስገው በዝንጉነት የተረሱ ቁስሎችም አልፎ አልፎ ወይንም ብዙውን ጊዜ በሚባል ሁኔታ በሽታቸው ዙሪያውን ያከረፋሉ። ዝምታ የጩከት ለውጥ እንጂ ሙሉ ዝምታ አይደለም። በዝምታ ውስጥ በአለም ግርግር ሸፋፍነን ልናልፋቸው የሞከርናቸው ትናንሽ የመሰሉ ብሶቶች ድሀ ልጆቿን ለጦርነት ገብራ በጓዳዋ እንደምታነባ.....አልፎ አልፎ ሠርቆ ከሚወጣው ዋይታዋ ውጭ ብዙም የማይሰሙ እንደ መርፌ ኮሽታ ያሉ ህመሞች.....እነዚህ ሁሉ መድረክ ይይዛሉ። ይሄ ዝምታ ሰላም አለው። ይሄ ዝምታ ያደግኩበትን ወና ቤት ያስታውሰኛል። ቤት ቤት ይሸታል........💔
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