Wednesday, March 5, 2014

The Most Painful Thing

The most painful thing is knowing that you're not worth it anymore.
The most painful thing is being erased from someone's life.
The most painful thing is keeping all the pains alone.
The most painful thing is losing your precious people.

Then, you don't know how to move on with your life. Life goes on. Your activity continues. You're still walking towards the future, but your heart stuck in the same place for uncertain time.

3 komentar:

gadistya.n said...

Hai Den.

Your posts are always dark. I can relate to it most of the times (especially when I'm on one of those depressing mood), but when I'm on my normal mood baseline, I got a feeling that you might be suffering from depression. Like, clinical depression. The one that needs professional help? I don't know. It seems rude to tell you like this. But I want to make sure that you know that I just want to help.

I hope you'd find happiness soon. Or at least, your mood increase so that you can go on your daily activities without feeling miserable (which, trust me, I'm suffering from it too).

Denisa P. Rosandria said...

Hey, Gadis!! I read your blog too and seems like you're just as miserable as I am, but you seem to have find a way to fix it. Don't worry, when I feel this miserable, it is mostly because of my own thoughts, and the small problems that seem too big for me to handle, lol.

I probably need a professional help, but I don't think I need it now. The way I deal with it is by doing works as much as possible to make me forget a bit about things that bother my feeling. It's just sucks that I remember those things again once I'm alone, but I'm fine. I'm more worried about you actually, you seem to have more, bigger, harder problems to handle. I wish everything is going to be alright for you, Dis. :")

gadistya.n said...

Thank you for your concern. Life hasn't been great (not even good) for me for quite a while. When I felt like I can do a lot of things, complete my tasks, or whatever, it turned out to be just my hypomanic faking and fooling me. It's like I can no longer understand who I am. I'm glad we only communicate via internet. I don't want you to see me in real life. I'm a complete mess.

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