Heartbreak

You know what happens to people that are left out out of heartbreak? They stay inside their boundaries hopelessly waiting for some magical figure that could help them escape their misery. I reckon people don't always get a lot out of heartbreak. People don't get a lot. Events like these need thorough redemption as it could spook any one whose ever been broken later on in life. It just builds up. Just like that. Unlike people that have gone far to actually pertain their principles to not be a victim of heartbreak, I bet they have some sort of power of surpassing it either through neglect or actually confronting the source. Anyways, in my experience heartbreaks happens when a person realise  that we have certain special feelings towards a person. I remember my parents telling me that a lady should never show that they are attracted to a guy before the guy makes a move. I think what they're trying to say is don't do anything stupid to obtain a goal that is unexpected such as being liked back. But anyways, to this point I realise that they're right in some ways. But what happens if you don't try? Don't people always say that you'll regret any opportunity that happens to be right there in your face but you just decided to chickened out??

Think about this, if you don't try to have somebody in your life, to let a person become a part of your heart because you're too afraid of being brokenhearted again, you're not living. You'll miss a possible experience of extreme joy or even worse, you might lose your actual soul mate. I don't think there's an issue in deciding for your heart. You can take in many suggestions as possible from people you trust, but still, they don't know your true feelings towards a person. You'd be the one that go along the journey. I say take a chance. If all fails, at least there's no regret in never trying.

Therapy

My kind of therapy is basically just letting things out. For a minute you would think I often talk to people about my feelings I bet. Well, that is sort of true. But to be more in depth with what I am thinking and feeling about, people actually don't have any ideas. Only those that i have allowed to fall through my heart and is able to capture my current thoughts and dreams are those who understand fully who I am. Those who have managed to bring me light and have shown me compassion are those who have my true soul. I am not saying that all of me is a lie. But better I write than talk that could lead into misinterpretation of my true thoughts. Better my therapy is in a form of one-on-one conversation. Better my therapy is about me writing in this space right now. I hoped to know that someday I will find my ultimate therapy because the things that I am doing right now relays the depressive thoughts and my instability.

Death

I've always fear of this event. That one day when somebody you know or maybe don't know, is taken away by God and have their bodies decomposed into minute parts. It's horrifying to even imagine your loved one or even you yourself experiencing that. I know that eternity is not in the cards for me and not for everyone. There's no eternal glory except in movies, there is no eternal love except when it is acknowledged by others as well. How would you want to be eternal? How would any one be able to create that concept? I just imagine myself being capable of resisting sickness and all sorts of wrong going on in this world. I am so grateful for that. I have never been in a dangerous position where I have to surrender my money, my belongings or even my own body for my own life. I am so thankful for not having had such terrifying experience like that. I just come to know that people all over the world have different outlooks on life. And how they manage to perpetuate their thoughts and opinions are fascinating. In each individual there are countless indescribable sudden reactions to certain events, be it dangerous or just casual encounters. I have no idea why all of sudden I'm thinking about death, and how I managed to linked this concept with people's thoughts being different. Maybe it's because I just had seen these videos on youtube about real crimes and murders. I was horrified and shocked because of what had happened in that part of the world and try to figure out how could that even happened in the first place. I never knew that anyone would ever want to kill somebody without a motive. Or not exactly a motive but a sudden feeling of hatred. Wait, maybe that's a motive. Oh well. I just think people ought to be educated well for this to be prevented. But, I know that this is almost impossible to reach out every one in this world from birth to death so that they could be taught on how to behave and be respectful to others freedom.