Live to Life

 Hello. I am back.  Isn't it so strange that we all are victims. Some carry on to better a person and still be the victim and some turn to best worst to become the culprit for next victim. Isn't it a sense of revenge, we pass as the game of passing the parcel? We call out name in anger but we never look for after effects. Empathy is just a word in today's world. Do you know what it really mean? Why it is separate from sympathy? Having a clean heart and open mouth is a curse because you will be termed as fake person, a pretentious personality.  Screaming heart is the most quiet sound but painful as giving up your soul. Yet we wake up every morning to pretend we are fine, when tears roll down to pillow as if you want an end, but you don't give up for brighter and healthier tomorrow.   Life becomes tough because of soft yet toughest muscle of body, tongue. I still face its wrath but can't change to culprit but instead become victim of the self aware so called thoug...

 Hi. I am back. The posts are not so connected but yet connected.  Shallow people never get hurt, people with fixed mindset never get disappointed. So much pain to hold on, so much to carry on, so much to leave behind but nothing to take away. Life is a beautifully messed up story with layers and choices.  I carry the burden of not being harsh on myself yet being called out the lier. I wish people understood me half better after meeting me. Instead of being stuck to one point, why can't other opinions matter a bit.  So much filled inside but still can't speak out much. I feel too suffocated to carry on, to carry on with this life. I wish life was a easy teacher, a softer one, calmer one. Sometimes, I wish I could throw my hands and legs, and throw tantrums, to shout and cry. But always remember to stay strong, break down to a point with nothing lower than it, so that when you bounce up, there is nothing stronger than you. You can be your best version. I might show mi...

 Isn't it so funny, that all you wanted peace but...  I will start with myself. Hi, I am Gunjan or you can call me weirdo like others. I am a Leo girl, but I am not aggressive as suggested by horoscope. I am too emotional and you can say that I am cry baby sometimes. I don't anyone but I feel my life has always been so strange and different.  They loosing people makes you strong, is it? Because day by day, I see myself loosing, loosing faith and hope. Once a open hearted chatterbox has to write things down because I feel I have no one who will listen.  Struggle with mental health on bay is so tough, when you have to pretend you are fine and strong. A world where tears are thought as sign of weakness, can I wish for empathy? Sometimes I let my emotions flow, and I end up wetting my whole pillow. How can I erase memories when they are rooted in my soul? At the end, I don't know what you think of me, but never call me a lier. I don't lie. I hate lies.