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what happened to our curiosity of things? (opens the original)
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the other day i was walking in the park close to my house, a vast chunk of land, decorated with dried grass yet somehow green, children swings, slides, hammocks so beautifully distributed around a fraction of land. a place i usually love to lay down and watch the vast drape of clouds and the blueness of the sky gravitating above my head. and well, going out of the topic here, it is truly a challenging thing for me to rest and just observe. (well what even is rest huh, i never knew about it) but
can kindness exist without sacrifice? (opens the original)
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i am in my 20’s and there are days i reflect onto the life i have lived and i’m not going to lie i regretted performing acts of kindness for how much they had costed me. cutting my virtue into halves and smiling my way through it all. i don’t know is it supposed to always feel like that? have you felt the same?but often when it comes to people who are or have been trapped into the ‘people pleasing’ cycle of life, it is truly hard to differentiate kindness from sacrifice. i mean for a long time,
what would remain if i lost everything external (opens the original)
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there are a lot of questions ruminating in my head in the shower and the other day i was just wondering that what if i lose everything that i have in the 3d world. all if the trophies, the medals, the academic degrees, everything, what would still be mine? i had been priding over the fact that i moved a country, made and lost friends, and the chatter you have been hearing recently from me.everything is fucking external, all of it. i wouldn’t have a job, a relationship, the great friends i have n
i don't know how to want less (opens the original)
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the other day my girlfriend’s mom was serving me with the yummiest meat sauce and pasta and mind you i was fucking starving but i felt so wrong, guilty to ask for more. hahaha. don’t ask me why. well i got to eat it the next day(luckily) but that’s not the point. now this isn’t any other essay where i am going to blame everything on the kindof parenting i was exposed to. because well, i got my therapist for that. but this essay is a confession about how much could have been changed if that was t
why i am the raging bitch now (opens the original)
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being 25 and having a fucking tantrum on the floor over something you are pissed or disappointed isn’t exactly the kind of 20s i wanted or imagined myself to have. i notice how with he time passing by and me growing up, i have come to lose patience and empathy which i should hold for people who matter to me. isn’t?<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!dq97!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.
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