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What makes us who we are? Is it who we're loved by, what good we can do for the world, how successful or happy we are?
No.
Just no.
It's how we can admit our faults.
I have problems. Plural. And I've been procrastinating. Today, I've finally realized that. Just didn't want to think about it. I'm scared of what could be possible. Will I learn to deal with whatever issues I have? Who knows. But as of now, I'm fully aware of them.
I know, sounds emo. It's not for attention. Or anything, for that matter. Why I even made this post? Not even I know.
I'd just like to stop shaking for once.
No.
Just no.
It's how we can admit our faults.
I have problems. Plural. And I've been procrastinating. Today, I've finally realized that. Just didn't want to think about it. I'm scared of what could be possible. Will I learn to deal with whatever issues I have? Who knows. But as of now, I'm fully aware of them.
I know, sounds emo. It's not for attention. Or anything, for that matter. Why I even made this post? Not even I know.
I'd just like to stop shaking for once.