Our Side of the Story

Q: How come you are such a beautiful soul?you are everything good in the world A: Okay, who's chopping onions😭

Q: 10+2=12 10+3=1 why? A: You can't do math I think🙂

I've been on and off on y'all but I'll try as best as I could to be as active as before☺️ That being said let's have our second Q&As eh? Drop any questions you have here @DebbieTesfaye

Falling a little too hard for colors and photograpy💜

Faith begins where understanding ends.

I couldn't have said it any better😭🤍🤍

My relationship with God is unique. It's not your usual father daughter relationship. We have our days. Some days are like those beautiful days you have out in the garden when the sky is clear and you feel the sun shining on you. You hear the birds chirping and you look inside yourself and there is peace...but that's somedays. Other days everything is in chaos. The sky will be grieving washing the soil away with its tears. The birds are silent as if they also know the pain around and you look inside yourself and your soul is in grief for the lost pieces of its past or the future it is yet conquer...feeling jaded of it all. And in the midst of it all you feel like there is no God looking for his creatures and you don't wanna fight anymore. Most days that leads to rage that makes me wanna tear down his entire kingdom to pieces because everything doesn't seem fair. Other days thre is only silence. In those days it becomes hard to breath let alone call on the lord's name for a saviour. We all have our own relationship with him. And maybe you will connect to this words that I am writing. Here is where the beauty lies. In all that chaos and the silence I can't suffocate with tears , In the happiness and the times of hope I feel God holding me where noone else can,putting together all my broken pieces,wiping the tears off my bruised cheeks and I feel his presence. When the world turns it's back on me he is there in the places of the ones I love when I can't explain the reasons to why I am the way I am. He is there in the places of the friends I have lost and never found. I know in my heart he cries for the scars left on my body and for the pain I make myself go through. I used to pray for patience and expect patience. I used to pray for real freinds and ache when I lost the ones I thought I had. I used to pray that he brings the ones I love together and ache in anger for what we had to go through when all along he was teaching me things. When I should have understood more than my pain. I should have learnt that he was testing my patience,creating space for real people who truly love me to enter my life and giving me the opportunity to come closer. I am learning it all. I am understanding beyond my misery. I am loving my saviour. I am holding his love in the spaces of my broken heart. This is my testimony. The testimony of the lost sheep. Tomorrow when I wake up maybe all this hope will be gone but I know my father is ready to go through the rough path and bring my dead body back to life all over again. Everyday i will be rebirthed as a new being baptized with his never ending love. He has shown me that's it's ok to fall when I carry too much burden as he carried the cross. This tears falling from my eyes onto this paper are witnesses of my love to him. I will live. I will bleed. I will laugh and cry and ache. I will love. I will open my bible and say out loud, "fear not for I am with you,be not dismayed,for I am your God. I will strengthen you, I will help you. I will uphold you with my righteous right hand." And I will believe so. -Yeab T🖤-

Study of maternal neglect in 1950. This scientific film shows the disorders children go through due to maternal deprivation and how these disorders gradually get treated with therapy. @OurSideOfTheStory

Check out the whole thread on the channel👆🏾

•What is it? Procrastination is the act of delaying a task for later so as not to do it at a certain moment. This could be one's job, schoolwork or chores. Usually, a procrastinator, mostly involuntarily, pushes away the thought of having to do something for the sake of instant gratification. Instant gratification is a sense of happiness or accomplishment we get without having to work too hard. For example, watching a movie, playing games, or any activity that is easily enjoyable. Delayed gratification, on the other hand, is when you study for a test and then nail it; or gain/lose weight after months of effort. Instant gratification activities could be good for relaxation, but do not qualify as long term goals. Careers, grades and accomplishments are all results of at least some struggle, and procrastination holds many back from having these. Unfortunately, procrastination doesn't stop here. It affects the bigger things in life. Not all of your dreams have a deadline to them. Things like starting your own business, learning a new language, taking care of your health (physical or mental), visiting places, achieving your personal goals, etc will not be reinforced by your workplace or your school. No one is going to check if they have been done, except you. You could end up living with regrets and what ifs. If you admit that you are a procrastinator and are willing to try and make a difference about it, I'm glad you made that choice and I hope I can help. And if you thought of it but keep denying it, this is a sign. It's okay, happens to the best of us. Research your doubts, talk to people, and give it a thought. Identifying your problem makes it less powerful and you more prepared. @thesunandherflowerss

A random note By; Yeab T🥀 #LiteratureSaturdays @OurSideOfTheStory

No matter how your week was I'm proud of you😊🤍 You keep on fighting alright? Sleep well😴

"This letter is to you. The you that's had a rough week. The you that seems to be under constant storm clouds. The you that feels invisible. The you that doesn't know how much longer you can hold on. The you that has lost faith. The you that always blames yourself for everything that goes wrong. To you. You are incredible. You make this world a little bit more wonderful. You have so much potential and so many things left to do. You have time. Better things are coming your way, so please hang in there. You can do it." @standard_life_love @standard_life_love

crumbling under my bedsheets, holding my own hand, building an imaginary bubble around me, listening to the songs that quiet down my soul, I forgave myself. Or at least, tried to. For all the lies I've told, for the scars I'm responsible for, for the dreams I let myself lose, for the questions I answered wrong, for the books I procrastinated for months, for the chances I missed because I hesitated, for the things I backed off from doing worrying how people would perceive them and the time I wasted to please others, for the kind hearts I hurt trying to look cool, for the people I betrayed, for the self-sabotage and the plans I didn't keep up with, for the journals I stopped writing, for all my blessings I'm ungrateful for, for all the truth I didn't tell, for the sins I gave control over mind, for trying to copy other people, for pretending to like things I hate and acting like I hate the things I like, for trusting the wrong people and letting that turn me into an untrustworthy person, for ignoring red flags, for stepping over my own self respect to make other feel better about themselves and most of all, I forgave myself for breaking my own heart. And if I do end up making these mistakes again, I'll forgive myself all over again. Because as Joybell above said, that's what love is like.