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3 years after break up, I realized i miss her more and more. Is it too late? š³ #K
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Itās 1am now. But my parents still fighting
I may be not lucky to meet a right person, but Iāll try to be a right oneā¦ a right one for you. Even though you canāt love me back, but I hope you can see my worth and appreciate all my attention that I have for only you. And one more thing, if youāre tired of me, just tell me and I promise Iāll never bother you again. It may be painful at first but yeah I have to accept the truth anyway.
Day by day we started to talk less and less. I tried my best to keep it going but you acted Iām annoying you. Sometimes, I wish that our long conversation will come back but I know that it probably wonāt because I thought about it one sided. I always the second choice to anyone in my entire life but at first you made me feel like Iām not your second choice but not anymore. Is it because youāve found someone else? I have so so many things left unsaid and I think that itās better off that way.
Idk if Iām right about this but according to Newtonās Third Law : āFor every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.ā So every time i think you , you must have think of me too
My family that had been torn apart by sadness. My parents had lost my youngest sister to a tragic accident: drown in a river, and they were both struggling to cope with the loss. They found it difficult to talk about their feelings and to support one another through the grieving process. The older siblings were also struggling with their own sadness and guilt. They had always been protective of their younger sibling and felt responsible for what had happened. They found it hard to talk to their parents about their feelings as well, as they didn't want to burden them further. As time passed, my family began to drift apart. We stopped communicating and became distant from one another. We dealt with their sadness in our own way and didn't know how to come together as a family. It wasn't until we sought help from a grief counselor that things began to improve. The counselor helped them to open up about their feelings and to communicate with one another. They learned that it was okay to feel sad and that it was important to support one another through their grief. Slowly but surely, my family began to heal. We started to talk more openly about their feelings and to support one another through their sadness. We knew that they would never fully get over our loss, but we also knew that they could find happiness and joy in their memories of their loved one. My family was stronger for having gone through the sadness together. We learned that it was okay to lean on one another for support and that it was important to talk about their feelings. We knew that we would always miss their youngest child, but we also knew that they could find hope and happiness in the love we shared as a family.
Not a broken heart story, but I grew up in the most Asian household. I am one of the grandsons of my mother's side of the family. I am in my 20s, I go to one of the famous Uni in the country, but that's not where I belong I was forced to study there. OKAY here's where I started to feel UNFAIR. In my family, I am the chef, The Technician, The plumber, The electrician, The Accountant, I do almost everything. And it was underappreciated. Because not only I didn't get any appreciation, I even got scold and blame for not doing what they want. The most F up thing is I have to accompany my friend until late at night and I also have to wake up at 6 every morning even on weekend. What's worst is that I have to cancel all the plans on my birthday just to stay at home to do nothing because they said so. I was so depressed I tried to kill myself several time, and now I don't even feel pain because I lived with it. Bonus: I got nothing on my birthday, even a cake XD
One of my male colleagues and I are so close, but the closest thing I mentioned was that I'm the oneĀ who's trying to get close to him. I think I like him a lot, but I'm not daring to tell him. I don't want to ruin the relationship between us. It was good enough for me to have him during my stressful times, happy times, busy times, and anytime I needed him. I'm so grateful. Even if in the future you're not mine, I believe you will be a good husband to your future wife like how you're treating me these days. I'm a bit jealous of whoeverĀ deserves you, but if you're happy, I'm happy too. Day by day, my day becomes more and more colorful and shines since I have you by my side. You're so good for my mental health. It was so boringĀ when you were complaining about this and that, but it is so empty without those complaints.Ā I want you,Ā the person who is giving me these good feelings, to feel them as well; to feel loved by someone; to feel treated well;Ā and to be my lover, so I don't have to worry about your future wife. Thank you for being there for me during my hard times. I really appreciated every moment I had with you.