Perhaps we humans are constantly battling within ourselves journey after journey, we open the door, venture for a while, then we close the door and hop on to the next door and repeat the cycle again. Maybe, this is what we call as moving on.
Really, this is what I’ve felt last week when my limit is pushed to a higher level and I couldn’t withstand the uneasiness in life. I feel a different level of pain so close to me that it doesn’t tear my heart into pieces, but I’m stunned for a few days without knowing what to do to keep my tears from falling down. It just intrudes my heart and strangles every of my nerves before I can further react on it.
However, I understand something about friendship courtesy to these unfortunates in my life. Some little angels came to me with their warm hearts to light me up. Although they tease me and megabomb me, only I can feel the humour within it and the act of care. To me, teasing me consistently works way better than bringing me out on a treat or talking sweet to me occasionally. They remind me that we’re here to complement each other, for fun and for bun, for pain and for gain. That’s just how our friendships work.
“True friends will come to you naturally, you don’t really have to look for them. They will present if they want to.”
Thank you for the porridge, that’s the sweetest thing on earth for an eating disorder person.
Thank you for the medicine and suggestions, that’s the most practical way to get rid of diarrhea.
Thank you for all the physical and verbal hugs, these are my definitions of love and care.
Thank you for making fun of me just to make me laugh.
Thank you for the accompaniment,that’s the greatest thing in between words of silence.
I may not be in the right position now but I will get back to track soon.
Be optimistic, be tough, believe, and I will begin to see the miracle.