I HATE MY SELF !.

MY HEART IS VERY SAD TODAY !!!.

I AM HAPPY IN FRONT OF EVERYONE BUT MY HEART IS CRYING FROM INSIDE !!!.

I FEEL LIKE LEAVING EVERYTHING AND GO FAR AWAY FROM HERE SO MUCH THAT I CAN NEVER COME BACK !!!.

A LOT TO WRITE BUT NO WORDS HOW TO WRITE !!!.

I CAN WRITE MY INNER FEELING HERE, BUT FOR THE READER IT WILL BE JUST A FEW WORDS !!!.

HEART IS SAD IS TROUBLED FEELS LIKE CRYING AGAIN AND AGAIN !!!.

HEART IS COMPlETELY BROKE THERE IS NOT A SINGLE PLACE FROM WHERE HEART IS CONNECTED !!!.

I HATE MYSELF !!!.

❤ AAISHA ❤ GOUR ❤

45 thoughts on “I HATE MY SELF !.

  1. never hate yourself !nobody is perfect !
    खुद को माफ़ कर आगे बढ़ ,तू हमेशा से सहेली खुद की है !
    दूसरों को कई बार माफ़ किया तो खुद को भी माफ़ी बनती है !

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  2. I ATE MYSELF TOO,
    TOUGHER THAN SOME OLD SHOE,
    OH BOY, DID I HAVE TO CHEW,
    THROUGH AND THROUGH,
    EVERYTHING LITTLE THING,
    CHEW, CHEW, CHEW
    FROM THE TIP OF MY BIG TOE,
    THOSE PARTS DOWN BELOW,
    AND THE LAST ROOTS OF MY HAIR,
    IT ALL HAD TO GO, NOTHING IS SPARED,
    AND JUST AS I SWOLLOW,
    THE LAST BIT OF ME DARE,
    ASK A SIMPLE QUESTION
    AND SAID
    FOR WHAT PURPOSE YOUR DISPAIR?
    WITH THESE EYE’S I HAVE EATEN,
    I CAN SEE ALL OF THE PROBLEMS,
    AND EVEN WHEN YOU’RE EATEN,
    YOU’RE NEVER QUITE BEATEN,
    BECAUSE CHEW AS I MUST,
    WE ARE ALL MADE OF STAR DUST,
    AND THIS STUFF IS MADE OF THAT INDIGESTIBLE, UNBREAKABLE, GETBACKUP AGAIN,
    LOVING-KINDNESS STUFF,
    SO ATE YOURSELF DO, IF THIS IS FOR YOU,
    BUT REMEMBER THAT LIKE ALL FEELINGS,
    AND CHEWED UP BODY PARTS,
    WE’RE JUST PASSING THROUGH,
    NOTHING IS PERMANENT,
    IMPERMANENCE IS TRUE,
    YET THE COSMOS IS CLEVER,
    AND FOR ME AND FOR YOU,
    LEAVES A THREAD OF KINDNESS,
    RUNNING ALL THE WAY THROUGH,
    SO ATE ALL YOU WANT BUT YOU ARE LEARNING HOW TO CHEW,
    AND THIS IS THE STORY
    OF LOVING-KINDNESS TOO.

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  3. I can relate to this, & often feel the same. I try to just find one little thing I can like about myself, one little thing around me that makes me smile, & one little thing that makes me feel better. For me it helps.

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  4. The three stages of life, romanticism, realism and fatalism! Without a doubt, romanticism was the most intense, painful and memorable! Reality suddenly showed up without warning, nakedly brutal. The family cocoon broken open, the nest had served its purpose, we needed to stretch our wings, or at least we thought we had to. With our self-awareness still feeble, we were surprised by the sudden onslaught of anxieties all around. It did not matter how assured we were by our parents love. Appearing so meaningless now, lacking in understanding, annoying us with well-meant attention. Only our tribe, our friends now our closest allies provided sanctuary. We shared our pain, our wounded spirits cries, or those torturous moments of self-alienation, and lingering suicidal thoughts. There appeared to be no end to our suffering. Fist love, first disappointment, could it get worse?
    However, one might be puzzled when looking back, one cannot help, but feel nostalgic, when remembering those times of emotional intensity. Never to be experienced again!

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