Always remember that Allāh ﷻ knows.
He knows about your exhaustion, He knows about the harsh words that broke your heart and that you hadn't told anyone about it. He knows about your sadness ( which was caused ) when you were abandoned by those people whom you wished stayed alongside you forever. He knows about the people who let you down, those who you thought supported you endlessly
Breathe. Allow yourself to breathe. Allow yourself to acknowledge the pain and be vulnerable even for just a while. You don’t have to tell it to anyone if you really don’t want, but you can close your eyes and tell Him everything. You don’t have to carry the burden alone. He will help you. He will help us.
—Franz Mherryon
You know what the problem is? You think too much. You’re always living in your head, and you never get out of it. There are things you want to do, people you want to talk to, places you want to visit but you keep waiting for the right time. Well, let me save you the suspense: there is no right time. If you wait for it, I’m afraid you’ll keep waiting forever. Life is now, you are here, this is it. Start. You might not reach where you want to, but you will get somewhere, and I can’t wait to see where that is!
~Anushka, The Storytellers.
Sedang belajar untuk tidak membenci sesiapa♡
Kadang, sekuat apa pun kita pasti akan terguris dengan kata-kata manusia. Apalagi jika kata-kata mereka itu berunsur sindiran, rekaan dan fitnah. Sedih itu sudah pasti. Marah itu boleh jadi.
Siapa saja yang suka kena fitnah. Kita tak buat pun benda tu tapi ada pihak kata dan reka cerita kita buat benda tu. Allahu rasa dia sakit sangat ye😅
Tetapi bila fikir-fikir balik, saya tak rugi sikit pun. Orang-orang yang benci, fitnah, mengumpat kita, biarkanlah. Kita sikit pun tak rugi. Kenapa nak kena marah.
these may be some of those abrupt or slow transitions, things may differ from each individual. but we’ll really get to experience things we thought we never had any idea about. but later on, we figure things out.
i just really pray that we may find a safe place for the thoughts we just pile up in our head, for the things we loved doing, for the feelings we take for granted and even for the dreams we set aside.
may we finally find peace knowing that regardless of how these changes changed us, we still have the courage to create and enjoy a journey that is worthwhile.
—jaeka
"It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on."
✨ Nicholas Sparks
you carry your struggle very well even it is heavy. you lift it up despite of strong force that makes you weak. from the uncertainty of your own, or decision you are misleading. during those season when you can't put yourself back together, or you can't find the route to access your life through living. there's a mud along the way, that will make you realize that you can't fit in this universe harshness. some would say that, you are too vulnerable to conquer your silent battles without catching the drops of rain from your eyes, or too terrified about how failure will mold the inner you. others might whisper in your ears that, you're not good at rhyming yourself by the light of the stars and moon because you are chaotic comet. i hope, regardless of those things, you can evaluate that at this point of your years in living there's always younger version of you that is clapping for keep going.
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So I think I have lost that feeling of home in some people. They seem ordinary to me, like it's necessary for me to live with them, but if I had a choice, then I'd choose not to be here.
To me, they are no different than a stranger. If I can't share my life, my thoughts, and my feelings with them, then they are no use to me. And the big thing is, I'm no use to them.
So I feel stuck with people and places if I'm of no use to them. It was always about me, not about them. And I believe that on the inside, I am not alive enough to feel a sense of belonging somewhere or in someone.
- Sohrab Amaan
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"I have days when I just don’t feel like myself. I reach inside, and I’m just not there. And it scares me, each time, that I wont come back. What’s left of me doesn’t want to live my life. And if I don’t come back, I feel like I wont have a future."
🎥 Detachment (2011) / dir. Tony Kaye
It feels like your heart is freezing and burning, both at once..
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One day you wake up and you're in this place. You're in this place where everything feels right. Your heart is calm.
Your soul is lit. Your thoughts are positive. Your vision is clear:
You're at peace, at peace with where you've been, at peace with what you've been through and at peace with where you're headed.
YOU DON’T JUST LOSE SOMEONE ONCE
You lose them over and over,
sometimes in the same day.
When the loss, momentarily forgotten,
creeps up,
and attacks you from behind.
Fresh waves of grief as the realisation hits home,
they are gone.
Again.
You don’t just lose someone once,
you lose them every time you open your eyes to a new dawn,
and as you awaken,
so does your memory,
so does the jolting bolt of lightning that rips into your heart,
they are gone.
Again.
Losing someone is a journey,
not a one-off.
There is no end to the loss,
there is only a learned skill on how to stay afloat,
when it washes over.
Be kind to those who are sailing this stormy sea,
they have a journey ahead of them,
and a daily shock to the system each time they realise,
they are gone,
Again.
You don’t just lose someone once,
you lose them every day,
for a lifetime.
Donna Ashworth
Letting go.
I used to be so afraid of letting go. I used to hate goodbyes. I used to hate ending things. I used to be so afraid of how much it would hurt me once they are no longer in my life anymore. I have a lots of what if's and what could've been then and that's where I went wrong all along — of being afraid of everything.
And now I understand. When something ends, it ends for a reason. When something did not work out, it didn't work out for a reason. You know, letting go is beautiful. Especially if you've been holding on for too long.
Sometimes, it's hard. But always remind yourself that you're doing it for the sake of Allāh alone. Let go of the things that's been hurting you. Let go of the things that's leading you nowhere. Let go of the things that's giving you no peace.
Have patience in the process. For after every patience, beautiful things awaits. 🤍
Ada sakit yg tidak bisa di jelaskan dengan air mata.
dan ada kecewa yg tidak bisa diungkapkan dengan kata. Ikhlas itu bohong, yg ada hanyalah rapuh,kecewa,Terpaksa lalu terbiasa".
Please don't ever get tired of being a good person with a good heart.
I know, it sucks being taken advantage of and feeling like it's better to be cold-hearted sometimes.
But people like you are what give this world hope, so always be as good as you are, and never as bad as they are. 🌻💛
No matter how sad you are, you must be stronger than your sadness. Because whatever you're feeling now, it won't last.♥️
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You are silently hurting. I know that you have told the people who ask how you are doing that you are okay, but I also know that you just hide everything with the answer that is easy for all of us to say. You are silently hurting because a lot of questions have been running in your mind lately. There are challenges that you don’t know anymore how to survive, but you still keep on hoping that you will. There are people who keep on hurting your feelings that you are becoming familiar with the pain, but you still manage to put on a show that you are just fine. There are things that you badly want to have as of now, but it feels like life isn’t allowing you to have it and it is breaking you into million pieces. I know that it’s hard, so please do yourself a favor.
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Setiap hari saya cakap dekat diri saya, "Jangan marah. Jangan dendam. Sabar." Walaupun bila saya nampak muka orang-orang tu, rasa sakit hati tu masih ada. Cepat-cepat saya istighfar kerana istighfar ini adalah penawar untuk sakit hati😊
Hati-hati dengan penyakit hati. Kalau nak sembuh dari penyakit ni, rajin-rajinlah istighfar.
Saya taknak bermusuh dengan sesiapa. Dunia dah sangat tenat. Sekarang ni, bukan musuh yang saya nak cari, tapi sahabat yang mampu menarik saya ke syurga nanti. Sekarang ni dah tak nak sibuk untuk membenci, tapi sedang mendidik diri untuk saling menyayangi.
Saya terjumpa satu ayat, "Tersenyumlah kamu kepada mereka yang membencimu, buktikan bahawa hatimu tidak seperti mereka kerana hatimu penuh dengan kebaikan." Kita kekurangan orang-orang baik, maka jadilah kamu salah seorang daripadanya.
Saya halalkan segala fitnah dan segala umpatan. Kerana tak ada manfaat sedikit pun jika saya berdendam atau membenci mereka.❤
Mengharapkan hikmah di atas setiap kejadian♡
"I felt utterly alone, as if I was the last person alive on earth. I can’t describe that feeling of total loneliness. I just wanted to disappear into thin air and not think about anything."
_ Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore.
so this is how growing up looks like. there will be these abrupt and slow transitions you get to experience every single day. and later on you’ll find yourself being overwhelmed and easily drained with everything.
growing older you’ll realize that the things you used to know so well are getting difficult. responsibilities are getting heavier. the world becomes bigger, your ideas are getting smaller. the maze you’re trying to figure out becomes more confusing. when being true to yourself is invalidated. when disagreeing is seen as insecurity. when saying ‘no’ is considered as weakness. when holding a title is the only success. when asking for help is harder to do and withdrawing yourself from the crowd is more convenient for you. it’s draining to catch up with the world. to hold yourself back just to fit in. to set aside the things you’re passionate of doing because they do not conform to society’s practicality.
the version that you long to back, but it's giving you a shadow of reflection of present you, that can accommodate you to recognize how far you've become, so does the grow you continuesly doing, keeping your traces on the track, eagerness to swim without holding your breathe and the countless period you are patiently waiting for.
—myth.
"I think it’s brave.
I think it’s brave that you get up in the morning even if your soul is weary and your bones ache for a rest.
I think it’s brave that you keep on living
even if you don’t know how to anymore.
I think it’s brave that you push away the waves rolling in every day and you decide to fight.
I know there are days when you feel like giving up but i think it’s brave that you never do. Yea I think it's brave."
Lana Rafael
I feel stuck, even in an overwhelming place; that's my tragedy now. I don't find beauty in places or people now. They are just there for me; I feel no affection for them. Maybe it's because the place falling apart because of people's choices. They choose to stay with themselves only, having a cold heart, and yet they play a role beautiful enough to fall for. They care, but only if it's not hurting them. And I hate people who change.
And the places are from its people. If the people behave differently after a certain time, then the place is not good to live.
Sending love and warmth to everyone feeling uncomfortable, upset, fatigued, lonely, ignored, hurt or lost today. It’s okay to not be the strong one for once. 🤍
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People don't understand me. They never have. That's okay, because how could they? They haven't lived my life.
It's like everything I touch turns to tragedy. The last thing the last therapist I ever saw said to me was "nobody could have survived all that."
I walked out of her office without a word and never went back. To her or any other therapist.
They don't understand me. They never have. How could they?
I'm far too damaged for anyone to understand.
I've known that for years. Decades, really.
I'll never forget the moment I let myself forget that.
Twin oceans of understanding, and my God, I drowned. Threw myself into those depths like Keanu Reeves without a parachute.
I wasn't flying; I was falling with style.
And for the first time in my life, I was home.
But everything I touch turns to tragedy.
So I will live my life in the poetry of the past. In that Wonderland of madness where, for an instant, I was understood...and loved in spite of it.
~Mandy Kocsis
Take my silence as an answer to those people who will never understand me…
—Mister A | Raul Almonte
There was a time when just the act of waking up and getting out of bed was so heavy that I felt like I'd crumble into pieces if I lived a little more. I remember walking with my eyes fixed to the ground. When people talked to me, I would often hide my face so that they'd remain oblivious to my sadness. And if, by sheer misfortune, someone looked me in the eye and asked me how I was, I would feel the tears blurring my eyes, stinging as I tried to hold them back and nod gently and lie that I was okay. And then, I would cry for a week. I would cry in the bathroom and in the kitchen and while riding the bus and when I went for a walk in the park every evening. It felt like living itself was the bravest task of all. When everyone was out partying, I'd sleep for hours just to kill time. And if I woke up feeling the same sadness I felt before sleeping, I would close my eyes once more and fall into a deep slumber until it felt easy to breathe once again. I honestly thought that it would never be better, that my pain would never go away and maybe it didn't. At least, not completely. Sometimes, I still find myself sleeping more than usual just to kill time. But on most days, my roommate sings with me while I cook on Sunday mornings, playing my favourite songs. And when someone asks if I am fine, I look at them and say "Not bad" and go back to looking at videos on my phone. It's not that I have stopped being sad but my sadness has faded away with time. I can feel myself smiling when my colleagues wave at me and I catch myself observing the world around me more often. My eyes are no longer fixed to the ground. Rather, I take out my camera and click pictures of skies and trees and people who make me feel a little comfortable. There was a time when I'd do anything to be who I am today and I am happy that I finally reached this place. It isn't necessarily adequate but at least I know that I am moving in the right direction. At least, I know that I am getting better and that itself is more than enough....
//you will be fine eventually. give it time.
— Rae Pathak, friday reminders.
I keep on trying to solve things till I get too heavy.
I keep on giving excuses to people till I'm called " naive " or " stupid ".
I keep on neglecting the red flags until they make me believe that they're fine.
I keep on fighting for people until they hurt me too bad.
I keep on saving everyone but myself.
So when I leave, I leave without looking back for a second.
Cause I've been doing that for years.
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Dulu aku begitu khawatir saat ada seseorang menilai kehidupanku
Aku selalu berusaha untuk menyenangkan mereka dengan menjadi seseorang yang selalu ada
Lalu aku tersadar, bahwa manusia adalah makhluk paling rumit dengan berjuta keinginan
Sebaik apapun usahaku, akan selalu ada celah untuk melihat salah
Kemudian aku berhenti dan berbalik arah
Kali ini aku tidak ingin menjadi apapun untuk siapapun
Sungguh..
Aku bahkan tak peduli jika harus kesepian
Karena memeluk erat sepi dan memintal sunyi adalah caraku mencintai diri sendiri
Banyu Bening
I miss me. The old me. My energy. My smile. My glow. I have to get back to that..✨Everything will be okay. In Shaa’Allah 🙂❤️
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