#bebolder

There comes a time when change has to take place.

I don't know anyone who can carry on doing something, without being valued, or respected, or appreciated in any way. I don't know anyone who can continually give and never get anything in return.

I don't know anyone who doesn't have a soul that has to be nourished or a heart that has to be loved.

I don't know anyone that can put up with continual bad behavior.

I don't know anyone that doesn't make mistakes.

I don't know anyone who isn't injured in some way.

I don't know anyone who can carry hurt or injury around with them for a long time without exploding.

I don't know anyone who can go without a hug, virtual or visual, when they are hurting.

I don't know anyone who is angry and doesn't get ill.

I do know that for the severely emotionally injured the world is just not a safe place. There is always another injury lurking just around the corner.

I do know that a lot of these people go inside of their minds and disassociate from everything and everyone around them. That way the world, for them, becomes a little bit safer.

And we call them insane and mentally ill, and crazy, and unpredictable, and scary.

And we medicate them, and we lock them away so they wont hurt themselves or others.

And they can make sense of this - just another injury.

And I wonder what would happen if we dared to give them what they need.

If we dared to love them in the midst of their hurt.

If we dared to go near their heart and their soul.

If we dared to let them into our souls.

If we accepted them for who and what they are- for the victim of the injury that they did not ask for.

Then maybe their hurts could heal.

Don't you think then, and only then, they might possibly have a chance to Change?

If instead of reminding them of their bad ways and threatening them, we rewarded them for all the good that they do.

If instead of being afraid of them, we were kind to them.

If instead of punishing them for their defensive acts, we hugged them.

We live in a rainbow of chaos

Why does this style of life allure you? So much anguish and suffering. When did this darkness, in which I am trapped, begin? With no way to flee, I'm at a loss for where to hide. I go deep inside when I'm not trying to get away from the pain.

The turbulence of sadness and hurt goes on and on, back and fourth. One is devoured by pain since he or she is unable to flee.'Please, God, assist me.'

Then came that pained howl from deep within. The darkness was broken, revealing that there is no l. The decline came to a close.

We began to learn...

the ability to wield a pen and write on paper. We've learned to think about what we can turn down. You haven't been able to express what has formed in our minds. Your mouth utters words you never imagined were possible.

You felt an energy in your heart and decided to just sketch what was on your mind, much to your satisfaction. You've pictured and developed in your mind what you want to achieve, and it's piqued your interest. You touch something you're interested in with the touch of your finger. With your left hand, take it and reach it to the right. You come to a halt and exclaim, "I'm holding a pencil!" as you touch your flesh. Your mind felt confused as a result of the tremendous emotion, and this is where your curiosity began.

Why is it that everything is changing in these times? Unexpected occurrences will put your allegiance to the test. Why do some people go to such lengths to defend something that has been wrongfully violated? Why are there some things that others will disregard no matter how hard you attempt to reach them? Why are some people incapable of appreciating effort? Why do some individuals fail to see a person's suffering? Why does it appear that the worth of a number is more significant than the value of a person these days? Are we truly only interested in numbers? And, last, are we truly studying to pass rather than to learn?

Those are the questions that always haunt my mind. Even now, I still can't find an answer. We are both human beings, and we both live the same life. But why do others live only for numbers? We strive every day to learn. Everyone works hard for one goal, and that is to achieve the dreams that are hoped for in the future. We give time and effort to the things we want, so that when the time comes, there will be no regrets. But why do I seem to be wrong? as if I could see it all when it was pointless. It seems that the difficulties I have mentioned have all been wasted. In today’s era, it needs to be practical, but not in all cases do you do it. Nowadays it seems like we are just studying to pass and not learning. Why is that? It is sad to hear that no matter how hard you study, others do not appreciate it. Material things are more important than human value.

After all, we are really just studying to pass. When you get low grades, your parents will appoint you. When you get low grades, you are nervous because you might not be able to go to that school. When you get low grades, it seems that the person's treatment will be different for you. When you fail, other people think you neglected it. When you don't meet their expectations, they will tell you bad words. But when you get high, they get excited. So many students are under pressure because of these habits. They will only be proud when you are on top. It is unfortunate that people are now basing their decisions only on numbers. They no longer look at the hardships they went through before they reached their expectations. They always focus on the result and not on the difficulty of the process just to make them happy.

Because of stress, many young people today experience anxiety and depression. Because of the series of paperwork that needs to be answered, piles of modules, and constant focus on gadgets. So he almost got out of the house and was confined. Such events are very difficult to experience for yourself. Because of those grades, students lose interest in studying. And especially since no one wants to live anymore, I hope those in office will notice this. The situation is very difficult now, and it is even more difficult to survive on a daily basis.