@kallitechnis / kallitechnis.tumblr.com
My feelings will always be looked at as being wrong. That's life I guess. I stand by my feelings. I stand by my opinions. Too many times in this lifetime have I felt guilty for feeling what I feel. Too many times has my opinions been shifted to those of others. If I feel something is wrong to me, it's wrong to me. The amount of love I have will always be true, but my dignity and demand for mutual respect stands.
I realize that things get taken from me. Little things. Things like pride..respect..happiness. Like building a block tower over and over again as a child to get the perfect the tower, then having someone step on it to break it down. As you attempt to rebuild the exact same tower... you can't find the most important piece because it's lost under the couch or something or another kid snatched it when you were so busy trying to rebuild your pride, respect, and happiness... oops I mean tower! I am the block tower. My result of hard work is my pride. My dedication and drive is my respect. My result is my happiness.
when a boulder is in its entirety.. It is strong. It is bold. It is brave. It can endure any wave and still remain it's form. Until it continues to be hit, and damaged, and hurt. Until it gets picked at, one wave at a time. One hurt at a time. One bash at a time. That Boulder then becomes sand. Broken pieces of delicate sand. Forming to the shapes of its surroundings. Being held together temporarily by the water from the waves that is responsible for breaking it down from its purest form. It will never become a true boulder again, but simply conform to the things that control it. I am a boulder. I refuse to become sand.
I hate feeling like something is being hidden from me. Uneasy.
Today was the first day since.. That I've woke up crying. Nightmares are returning. My chest is hurting. And I woke up to no you in bed.. Only because you left to work. Freaked out.
I am apart of such a dynamic company. I get frustrated at times, and I'm tired, but I love it. On another note: I am doing better. Better than yesterday anyway.
Scared. Worried. The inevitable isn't so much inevitable.
Today, I'm better. Still hurting. But better.
My Faith may been forgotten over the last year or so. Please God, help me. Help us. -anette
leave me to die. That's all.
the feeling you get when you feel like your more of a burden rather than anything else.
by your actions, the way i'm spoken to, the way you act with others.
i may very well be wrong, but this feeling is all too familiar. i hope I'm wrong.
Sometimes I wanna pull my hair out. Be grateful and express it. Because feeling under appreciated sucks.
Attack of the mad cloud. #madcloud
50 SHADES MUSICAL!!!! #sanfrancisco
Hot pot. #firsttimers
Kids these days. @aftashock_tmc_ri #sigelei150w #aspiretank #buck #heathen
As usual, thanks @paparicks and @stayvapedsj for your guidance 😊☺️
