My Truth
My truth is... I am not a brave soul. I am a coward who's afraid to face her fears and get diagnosed. Honestly speaking, I have so many times that I have pitied myself. Feeling lost, with nowhere to go, sorrowful, and not having any reason to live sometimes, I am afraid of my own shadow. I don't know my truth yet but I'm begging the Lord to give me more courage to live a life and not let my emotions be above my rationale. I wanna help myself and get rid of this I even came to a point where I question myself. Maybe my truth is I am too sensitive.
I am crying too bad now. I'm struggling with how to live sometimes. I don't even understand myself. I felt extremely happy yet extremely sad. I just wanna live gracefully. Help me.












