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A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.

Know your worth.

When someone treats you like you're just one of many options, help them narrow their choice by removing yourself from the equation.

Sometimes you have to try not to care, no matter how much you do. Because sometimes you can mean almost nothing to someone who means so much to you.

It's not pride - it's self respect. Don't give part-time people a full-time position in your life. Know your value & what you have to offer, and never settle for anything less than what you deserve.

My silence means I am tired of fighting and now there is nothing left to fight for.

My silence means I am tired of explaining my feelings to you, but now I don't have the energy to explain them anymore.

My silence means I have adapted to the changes in my life and I don't want to complain.

My silence means I am on a self healing process and I am trying to forget everything I ever wanted from you.

My silence means I am just trying to move on gracefully with all my dignity.

5 Times To Be Quiet.

"Perhaps, somewhere, someday, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again"

‿ℒℴνℯ⁀💕 Abdullah

A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.

𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚘𝚛 𝙸𝚏 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚑.

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

‿ℒℴνℯ⁀💕 𝙰𝚋𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚑

𝙰 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚃𝚘𝚕𝚍.

Be happy for no reason, like a child. If you are happy for a reason, you’re in trouble, because that reason can be taken from you.

Sometimes you've got to run away to see who will run after you.

Sometimes you've got to talk quieter to see who's really listening.

Sometimes you've got to step up to fight only to see who's standing by your side.

Sometimes you've got to make the wrong decision only to see who's there to help you fix it.

Sometimes you've got to let go of the one you love, just to see if they love you enough to come back to you.

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If depression has a color it wouldn't black. It would be dull muted gray.

Black makes a statement.

It's solid, not allowing any light in. It's bold. It's loud. It's in your face. It's like the infinite night sky. It's lovely sin in lace.

Muted gray isn't any of those things. It's dull. It's numb.

It's soft background white noise. It's pale and not blatantly seen.

It blends into the scenery without other people even noticing.

It still lets some light in. It's nothing. It says nothing. It's just there-existing. Lifeless and drained of all life, spirit, color, and the essence of who you are. You lose your identity. You lose your personality.

In depression, you lose everything that makes you-you.

You're muted gray. And that's okay. In time, you'll heal little by little, getting yourself out of the monotone darkness you know so well. You made a bed there. You're comfortable there. Safe. But don't stay there. Even though it feels like home. It's not. It's a big grey-black veil over your real self. Your soul. Once you start healing, you lift the veil up little by little....letting light in.

As months and years go by, you've healed in many little steps that add up to a huge change in you. You're still in depression, but nowhere near as deep as you were. You remember how you were back then, and you see how much you healed for the better.

You see you're not staring at walls or patterns on drapes, or blankly staring at the floor. You're not closed off, you're not as quiet, you're smiling more, laughing more, engaging more, doing more activities you used to love and enjoy, being more sociable, and overall just being the real YOU.

You see more of your old personality shining through. THAT'S when you see the difference in you. You're not 100% healed by any means. But you've made strides. More and more...seeing your old self there in the distance in the field.

Go get her. She needs you back.