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Estou engolindo esse meu coração ansioso, reprimindo toda essa minha dor que insiste em gritar. Mas, minha consciência me diz que eu tenho que me curar sozinha, que não adianta despejar tanto ressentimento em outra pessoa. Eu só quero gritar, gritar até isso sair de mim.
Faço playlists mensais, e percebo que as musicas refletem muito meu estado de espirito em cada mês. Tem meses que as musicas são muito tristes e outros musicas dançantes e alegres. Meu Spotify reflete basicamente minha vida de altos e baixos.
That's so weird when someone who you share your life, and this person thinks that you need her to enjoy your own life. Why do I talk about t that? So, I will explain to you. Last weekend, I heard " Hey love, do you think that your life would be happier without me?". And, I didn't need to think a lot about that because every day I have my conviction that I don't need anyone to make me happy. I am just happy only myself, and then my fast answer was a big YES. Because I never doubted myself with my care and my happiness.
É muito bizarra a falta que uma mãe faz.
I don't know what I can do, i'm still sad.
É tão difícil lidar consigo mesmo e não inferir nas relações sociais.
Dia ruim,
semana ruim,
mês ruim,
ano ruim,
século ruim.