like, I think I was just not ready to admit something that happened
And the fact that some people somewhere in the world might
be reading my post just made it 5 million times harder.
The fact is, i've been writing this as my online diary,
and my online diary is not that kinda of the private one
and yet at the end it is still a diary.
Did you ever go through something,
something not so pleasant that you don't even want
to talk about it and at the same time you
don't really wanna have that written somewhere
because it kinda suck trying just thinking and
remembering it?
Well that was the real thing that happened.
I spent the last two days alone, all for myself
just thinking and wondering of things we don't normally
think about in any other normal days.
And then came the sudden realization.
I think I was too embarrassed to even just say it.
"I feel for that feeling again, to someone again,
and sadly it didn't work the way I wanted."
But there, I said it. And as I said to myself
so many times before, I shouldn't be embarrassed.
It's just normal, it's just normal to feel shit about it
It's just normal to feel again, I'm just like
many other people in the world.
And now, there, I said it, wrote, and
it won't be the last time.
