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My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery,always buzzing,humming,soaring,roaring,diving and then buried in mud.🥀 For cross and ideas @chesed_29

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Cannot emphasize this enough.

በእውነት! Listen to your gut feelings. All the negative thoughts ከነምናምኑ ሳይሆን you’ll know which one is sound or not if you sit through it well. It’s there for a reason.

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Yearn.

Pure Kindness.

Fills my soul🖤....the question is just🤌🏽🤌🏽🤌🏽

Let go.

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ለጆሮ የሚጣፍጡ ቃሎች spoken by the mouth of bitter hearts. And somehow as a society we are attracted to those polished words than the truth. Empty friendship and empty relationships....everyone just trying to get by. It sure does become exhausting to become part of!

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09|07|15 “የትኛውንም አይነት ችግር ላለመጋፈጥ፥ የማልሆነው ነገር የለም። ጉልበት ባለኝ ጊዜ፥ እሮጣለሁ። በደከምኩ ጊዜ፥ ጥፍሬ ውስጥ እደበቃለሁ። ነገር ግን ደስ ብሎኝ አያውቅም። የሆነ ማነስ እንደተሰማኝ ነው። ቢሆንም አንዳንድ ቀን፥ እንደዛሬው ባለ ቀን፥ ድፍ..ር ብዬ! አንድ ሁለት ችግሮቼን ሳቃልል የሚሰማኝ ድል አድራጊነት፥ ወደር የለውም። ለመሸለል ይቃጣኛል። የማላውቀውን ዜማ፥ በፉጨት አተራምሰዋለሁ።” አላት። “ዛሬ ምን አደረክ?” አለችው። “ኦ... ዛሬ ልብስ አጠብኩ። አልጋዬን አነጠፍኩ!”

09|07|15 “የትኛውንም አይነት ችግር ላለመጋፈጥ፥ የማልሆነው ነገር የለም። ጉልበት ባለኝ ጊዜ፥ እሮጣለሁ። በደከምኩ ጊዜ፥ ጥፍሬ ውስጥ እደበቃለሁ። ነገር ግን ደስ ብሎኝ አያውቅም። የሆነ ማነስ እንደተሰማኝ ነው። ቢሆንም አንዳንድ ቀን፥ እንደዛሬው ባለ ቀን፥ ድፍ..ር ብዬ! አንድ ሁለት ችግሮቼን ሳቃልል የሚሰማኝ ድል አድራጊነት፥ ወደር የለውም። ለመሸለል ይቃጣኛል። የማላውቀውን ዜማ፥ በፉጨት አተራምሰዋለሁ።” አላት። “ዛሬ ምን አደረክ?” አለችው። “ኦ... ዛሬ ልብስ አጠብኩ። አልጋዬን አነጠፍኩ!”

So much of the beauty we forget to notice obsessing in the chaos of the world...

Well...

ልባችሁ እንዴት ነው? Ask yourself this question till you recognize that bit discomfort in you and address it. Be a little gentle with your heart today!

Growing up in a defective household makes you bear a weight your entire life. It bends you in a way that each relationship you make is a witness of what happened. Each friend and lover is forced to exist in your trauma-tinged way of living. It is a struggle to not know whether to go easy on your poor self or become angry that you just cannot be like others. Do you also feel this loneliness? Is it hard? Do you also feel as if you don't belong-----anywhere? Are you the black sheep-that friend-the "I don't wanna talk about him/her" lover----Are you paying a debt your parents and their parents accmulated? What does it feel like to be you? -Yeab T