Heal, bae. šŸ™‚ā€ā†”ļø

I have relapsed again but this time? I swear to God Almighty, it's going to be different. All you got to do is read to the end, please.

Huh. What can I say? We need to do better as a community by not entering people's lives and leave except it’s mutual. Well, I know I am guilty that's why I am putting it as a whole. It's not my fault, too and I can't do better.

I just know that bonding and whatnot is not for me. Wo.🫠

Hi, luvs. It is Rumaysah again and I am just writing to you again because I wrote.

You know how the heart clings to what the mind knows it should release, yeah? I often remind myself not to care, to overlook, to forget, to move on, and to concentrate on other things. Yet, the slightest trigger can pull me right back to square one. Urgh, bullshits. 😶

Then, the quietness swallows you again. You find yourself holding onto those last words repeatedly. You recognize that it is a cycle and shouldn’t be trapped in again, yet a part of you still waits and hopes for a different result but nothing. Vanity just like every time. There’s no valid reason for this void, no real explanation for this bond, but it persists—unyielding and tenacious. Fuck it! šŸ˜ž

Some days are indeed easier; there are moments when it feels lighter, and you can go through a day without reminders of the past but just when you believe you've moved on, something triggers a flood of memories—a scent, a song, a location or the same storyline with a different patterm—and you find yourself trapped in the past once more, caught in a cycle of recollections that hinders your progress. There again, you start thinking on how you can truly heal when the past is always lurking nearby like a village thief in the middle of the night strategizing on carrying the neighbour’s goat, reminding you of whatever happens and will happen again if you won't cut short the cycle.

In summary, it's another day to preach the gospel of staying away from people. It's good and bad, but whatever it is the outcome, you gats chest it. I don't like people that much and as much as it hurts that people leave you on a daily because of the bad character that you won't let go, It is a reminder that whatbis not meant to be will not be. Though, it can be exhausting just like right now, that's where God steps in and you just hammer on having the strength to never like people that much and well….you know….blehhh, I hate it here.

Yo, bye-bye (in Ryn from Siren’s voice). šŸ˜‚