"We run only to return"💔

What more to ask...

I just feel like there is a whole lot more kindness that we as humans didn't get to live. That's one of the thoughts that just gives me pain every time. I see the potential and I also see how much we have managed to bend it. yesterday I asked myself "maybe we are like this because we didn't have anyone to refer to for the purest form of love-. but then I got to see the love that trespasses all logic and beliefs. we did have a model to look up to I guess we just got tired of looking up and deemed it not achievable somehow. but I just wanna tell you that there is love and that love if given enough space to grow and evolve and breathe can present itself however it desires...A tip for you... Don't expect it to come from outside first cause it will make you bitter. instead, give more than you receive....give because you have been given first....just not from who you are about to give it to.

Pilgrimage to lalibela🖤
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መድከም ደክሟችሁ ያውቃል?

Where have you existed in that didn't put the "burden" logo on you?

Sooner or later you will see me as I see myself. And that will kill me.

What i would do to be away from all of these?

Once in a while, even more often take some time to be away from the environment you're used to. Unknowingly we identify ourselves with the people and situations surrounding us that once we're detached from them we don't know how to function.
Learn to do some things alone.
Validate your thoughts, journal them. Take care of your body, drink water and eat well.
Before anything, be your own person.

If we were given a choice I think I would always choose to disapp.......

Have you ever been in a place where you know you are sinking down into the abyss but you just let yourself be cause no part of you is fighting not to. Cause apparently at some point just letting the water drown you became a better choice than fighting and still drowning.

A heart,such a fragile thing.

The little jems we forgot to notice.

Whatever you went through in life make sure you dont rub it off on all the good hearts that want to love you. Dont make them carry a burden they had no hand in.

Why home, doesn't feel like a home anymore? It feels like we're trapped here. It feels like a cage here, where I can't go beyond the door or their expectations, even if there will be a rain of taunts. You're no longer allowed to raise a voice against them, even if it's for your survival. The only thing you can do is, eat with trembling hands while having tears in your eyes. And you're not allowed even to cry, you're not allowed to shed visible tears. Because it sends them a message that you don't love them anymore. And they are not ready for this type of rejection. Even they are not ready for any kind of rejection. If they have said to stand, you should stand still even though there is no ground to stand on, just an open space in hell, the only space that feels like home.

Home is not a paradise anymore. They moved it a bit up in the corner. Now you have to bear unbearable taunts, anger to get there.

So if you're a survivor, you'll reach there while having your body ripped, and anyone can notice if they are strong enough to open your skin. The cover I told you about, got ripped off while maintaining the silence in my house. Now everything is visible on my skin, in my eyes, and in my voice. Anyone can notice the shaking tone shift whenever someone asks me, "How's home?"

Because I'm scared to tell them that "Home does not feels like home anymore."

What if you never had a past "home" to compare with it with? What if home was just always viewed from a far and not experienced to begin with? Or is that just me?