My heart is shattered into parts, I feel the pain, and everything is complicated.
I feel lost and confused.
Im slowly forgiving myself for always letting people chose me as their second best.
Maranatha Pizarras
Im accepting myself for being honest and loyal even to the ones who treated me like shit.
I understand that I should be treated the same way Ive treated other people with kindness just because.
Im slowly accepting myself who was always in doubt and giving other people mixed signals.
Maranatha Pizarras
Im forgiving myself for taking other peoples kindness for granted.
Im accepting myself who feel so lost and confused.
I might be broken now, but I know I will be just fine.
This is me accepting that Im broken beyond repair and Im still on my way to heal myself.
I accept the pain, the hurt, the bad memories, the loneliness, and the despair.
