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How can I be overly sensitive and emotionally unavailable at the same time? If I sense a hint of disappointment or ridicule from someone I care about I crumble. I also don't fucking care about anything and I isolate myself from others almost obsessively.
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"I don't cook. I don't clean..." I hummed as I cleaned after cooking.
Me vs Me
Have you ever given a thought onto why our shadow follows us every time & everywhere? Maybe that is God's way to teach us that there's no better person to rely on than self.
It was mid-morning, somewhere around 10am maybe, I was brooming & I saw a fork and a knife lying adjacent to each other on the plate. I overlooked it and continued brooming. After I was done, I went to the washroom to wash my hands and I don't know why but I felt I was seeing myself a little better than usual. I looked in the mirror for 2 more minutes and I realized that I and me (the person in the mirror) complimented each other just like that fork & knife.
Isn't it ironical that we can do so much for ourselves yet we constantly seek for someone to approach us & isn't it a little vague that we actually wait so patiently for that someone? I feel maybe we're not good for others but I guess we're perfect for ourselves; that's why after death we have no shadow and perhaps that's why it's said "Dead men don't make shadows".
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Oh boy do I love Suzie//
She’s terrifying.
Konstantin Latyshev, “Do you, bitch, love contemporary art the way I love it?”, 2004
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out of my all body parts, I'm sure my eyes are in the best shape. I do at least 549 eye rolls a day
My religion has not taught me empathy, it has taught me fear.
It has taught me that killing something will lead to endless pain in hell.
It has taught me that be selfless. Help others at the cost of your well being.
It has taught me that it is not okay to be not okay.
It has taught me that women are strong and that is why they must sactifice themselves for others.
It has taught me that even though women are strong, they will never be the one who will be the first to be respected or the first ones to reach the goal line. They have to take a longer route.
It has taught me that we must be tolerant towards others at the cost of our own death.
It has taught me that I must save others or I will suffer in the depths of hell.
It has taught me to not love passionately or else I will be tortured for eons in the holy flames in hell.
It has taught me that my life and existence comes at the cost of the life of countless other small beings.
It has taught me to live in guilt.
My religion has taught me to be human to others while forgetting to be human to our own self.
