Sometimes I wonder if the shit that I'm facing explains what I've been wondering about some adults in a long time.
Maybe sometimes people are not bad but situations push them, turn them into something they never wish to be,
so when you see these people behaving in such ugly manners,
would you mind being kinder a lil bit, my little dove?
Just show them just a lil bit of kindness,
and give them a pass, will you?
Because there may be some stories they never get to tell the world.
Yasmin Mogahed's Reclaim Your Heart saved me again this time.
It was something along the lines of how we can't blame the twig that breaks because it can't support your weight, or the gravity that makes the glass vase shatter into pieces, for doing what is in their nature, as for the same reason why we can't blame people that at one point in our lives, just have to fail us.
Because they're human.
They aren't God.
They aren't meant to never disappoint.
So your anger at someone you once kept close is baseless. So your anger at someone for the betrayal that you're left with is baseless. So your anger at yourself or whatever that you aren't sure of to blame is baseless. I mean, I know you're hurting. I know so many times you never want to leave your bed, or having to go to classes, or meet the love of your life, because of how monstrous of a person you can be and how undeserving of a person you feel you are and that people are all better off without you. I know you're hurting to have all this kept only to yourself, I know so many times you can't take it anymore, I know, please, I know.
And I'm sorry for the people that have disappointed you.
I'm sorry that you've been enduring this on your own and if NO ONE, NO ONE's gonna give you the pass, YOU are gonna give yourself the pass. You're gonna do it for you.
Remain kind, my little love,
even when you have every reason to scream of anger at someone.
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