Dear you,

Building the pillars of “may be someday” who knows we would win another battle; we would win yet another day!

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Dear Nobody,

You didn’t lived any day yet,
but existed all of them
or rather you skipped them!


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PS: This Post is from Myself to Myself


Trigger Warning :
Please don't read it, if you get triggered by thoughts like :
Existential questions or Discussions on Suicide or OCD or Social Anxiety Disorder.

Thanks.

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Dear Crush,

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Wounded by questions to myself, from myself and many a times on myself, I try to uplift myself everyday. The mother named overthinking gives birth to many questions every millisecond.

This questions have different features. Some are essential questions while some arouse from excess of thoughts. Some are existential questions while some are just a pass time ones. Some questions make you anxious to answer as well.

Personally i hate the repetitive questions. This questions are the one who are already been answered or i already know about them but they are still repeated every now and then due to my repetitive behavior resulting from ocd(obsessive compulsive disorder). This questions are like a sound track played again and again without hitting the play button.

Some questions have no answer at all or may be i don't come up to a conclusion while some have a sure shot answer at once. Some questions give birth to more questions while some questions question my own existence.

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Dear OCD Survivors,

( OCD - Obsessive Compulsive Disorder )
Note :- OCD is a mental illness

{ Subject - Awareness regarding ocd }

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Dear nobody,

( I see everyday passing by )

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Dear Santa ,

Don't gift me gifts

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I just want to describe this feeling that on some nights there's nothing good and there's nothing bad. A no smile takes place on the face. No i am not talking about the sadness instead the sadness is the pure form of expressing sorrow but being numb and didn't feeling anything is way too worse. No sense of reaction, feelings, gestures, mood kicks help from that numbness. The empty heart pours nothing except ignorance. Ignorance to other people. Ignorance to self satisfaction. Being cornered by questions of self doubt, taking all negativity in one breath and exhaling every bit of self assurance. It paralyzes all thoughts present in the mind by questioning every single cell for its existence in my body

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I am tired of this fearful thots. I am tired of worrying About situations. I am tired finding myself amidst others. I wanna cry and let all my emotions out but my personality doesn't allow me. I am tired of writing this thoughts repeatedly. I am tired feeling same and as hurted as past. I am tired of how history repeats itself. I am tired of living this life. I am tired of this bullshit thots and vague emotions. Nope i am not calm. Instead i feel hyperactive suddenly and that pinch of anxiety gives my adrenaline an accelerated start. I am tired of feeling that pain in the middle of my stomach pit. I am tired of saying all this things to you all. Let me rest in peace

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