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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.🥀
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This is a pencil sketch of my father, that my friend got drawn for me on a random day months after he passed—the same person who carried me through some of my lowest points as I dealt with grief and life’s heavy obstacles. And then, recently another friend traveled a long distance just to sit with me in person and listen, as I’m going through a really hard path in my life. I received So much in this friendship that I don't know what I did to deserve.
ኢና ሚን ለማሌት ኖ—choose your people wisely.The ones in your life who genuinely care enough to carry you and cover you through this painful life...Keep them close! Put in the effort to never let them go. ካልሆነ ይሄ ነገር አይገፋም!
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This channel is starting to look like its owned by Henock...but I still wish I could share each line on here. My man knows how to write!
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I always chuckle thinking of how I used to read a book called "ለአሸናፊነት መገዛት" in 6th grade and a bunch of other self help books at such a young age. To this day ስለምን እንደነበር አላስታውስም.... Me and my sister always laugh about this and say ዛሬ ለመኖር አቅም ያጣነው ያለንን resource ቀድመን exhaust ስላደረግነው ነው...Too hopeful ሆነን በዛሬም በነገም ቀለብ ኖረን ይሆናል ዛሬ የደከምነው
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Repost from The Bored Therapist
12 y/o me had no idea my “adult” life would consist in:
- mood swings
- severe depression
- chronic overthinking
- lack of energy to meet or to work or even eat
- disturbed sleep
- inability to sustain any good habit or relationship
I used to read Myles Munroe and fantasize about how I was gonna change the world. 😁
It’s sad that this is not the story of a few individuals but a whole generation. ማን ማንን ያክማል?
Anyway, who knows what tomorrow brings? Try to take care of yourself.
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ህይወት ሸራርፋ ሸራርፋ ለተጠጋህ ሁሉ የሚጎረብጥ ጎን ትሰጥሀለች። በከረምክበት ሁሉ የተጠጋህን ለምን እንደምታደማ ምላሽ መስጠት ይኖርብሀል...ደርሶ የሚወርስህ ንዴት...የማይሸረሸረው የልብህ ግንብ...ራስ ወዳድነትህ...ራስ ጠልነትህ....ገፊ ልብህ...እኚህ ሁሉ ከእናትህ ማህፀን ተከትለውህ የመጡ ጉዶች አለመሆናቸውን የሚናገርልህ የለም። አንተም ተቆርጠህ ተቆርጠህ ስሙኒ እኔነት ቀርቶሀልና እንዲህ ነበርኩ ብሎ ሽንጡን ገትሮ የሚከራከር ክፍል የለህም...የልጅነት ንፁህ ማንነትህ ምስክር "አውቀዋለሁ!" ብሎ ተከራካሪ... በህይወት እጅ ለደረሰብህ ግፍ መስካሪ ከየት ይገኛል?
