#imnothing

[duniakuintrovert]

Bagaimana Allah mau tolong, sedangkan kamu saja enggan menolong agama Allah? . . . #talktomyself #selfreminder #imnothing

[mikthechick]

January 04, 2017 The love of the fellowship Page 4 "Today, secure in the love of the fellowship, we can finally look another human being in the eye and be grateful for who we are." Basic Text, p. 92 When we were using, few of us could tolerate looking someone in the eye-we were ashamed of who we were. Our minds were not occupied with anything decent or healthy, and we knew it. Our time, money, and energy weren't spent building loving relationships, sharing with others, or seeking to better our communities. We were trapped in a spiral of obsession and compulsion that went only in one direction: downward. In recovery, our journey down that spiral path has been cut short. But what is it that has turned us around, drawing us back upward into the open spaces of the wide, free world? The love of the fellowship has done this. In the company of other addicts, we knew we would not be rejected. By the example of other addicts, we were shown how to begin taking a positive part in the life around us. When we were unsure which way to turn, when we stumbled, when we had to correct a wrong we'd done, we knew our fellow members were there to encourage us. Slowly, we've gotten the feel of our freedom. No longer are we locked up in our disease; we are free to build and grow and share along with everyone else. And when we need support to take our next step, it is there. The security we've found in the love of the fellowship has made our new lives possible. Just for Today: I can look anyone in the eye without shame. I am grateful for the loving support that has made this possible.

[beparwahh]

they have been to moon I'm just a caterpillar dead in my cocoon swept by my mind's typhoon and I'm all at sea

[misspineleaves]

Because I am ME.

I wonder why I am feeling this way.

I think I like someone but knowing that he would not feel the same way about me, breaks my heart piece by piece.

This was the first time and I hate feeling this way,

It’s unusual.

I feel like its wrong.

I never met him but I feel the connection in every word he types in his keyboard and sent to my inbox.

His presence makes up my day.

I like him.

I want him.

But I can’t tell him.

Because I’m ME.

[red-sky2003]

People say I’m important, but I say...

Why is it that when people say that they’re nothing there friends be like... ah hell nah, ik u didn’t just say that... and they tell u ur important but they no u ain’t.

[ennigmatic]

there was a time when i knew things were about me; but now it’s clear nothing you say is

[whom-be-this]

je ne suis rien, henteu masalah איך אתה אומר את זה

[sdawnrising]

I’m sick of being unhappy, and living in this horrible life I live.