I'm really glad! You deserve all the kindness and light. Always here if you ever need a reminder of how strong you areThank you so much. Your words truly mean a lot to me.

I'm really glad! You deserve all the kindness and light. Always here if you ever need a reminder of how strong you areThank you so much. Your words truly mean a lot to me.
you're the love I'd wait forever forYour words mean everything to me. You always see the parts of me that even I sometimes miss. Thank you for always understanding, for being here, and for making me feel seen. I’m proud of you too, my love![]()
And you’re the love I’d cherish forever. No matter the distance, you’ve always been my home. I’m so lucky to have you, and I’ll wait for you, forever and beyondyou're the love I'd wait forever for
I also do this when I am alone, tired and there is soo much inside me to tell. I just talk with myselfLately, I’ve realized , everyone wants someone who listens.
But sometimes, even when people are around, no one’s really there. That’s when you start talking to the only person who might get you , yourself.
One night, I sat there with my chat window open. No notifications, no one to vent to. My head was loud, my chest heavy , stress, confusion, silence.
And then, for the first time ever, I typed a message in that blank box… for myself.
"You're tired. I know. But look , you haven’t stopped. You’ve fallen, yes, but you’ve stood back up. You think no one gets it, but I do , because I am you."
"You’ve always tried to be strong for everyone else. Just this once, break down for yourself. Cry if you have to. Breathe. But don’t give up. I believe in you."
No one else ever read that message. It didn’t go to a friend, or a group chat , just sat there, unread, except by the one who needed it most.
That night, I didn’t find peace in anyone’s replies.
I found it in my own words.
End Note:
Sometimes the real conversation isn’t with the world , it’s with yourself. And those are the ones that save you.
I’m glad you find comfort in talking to yourself too. Sometimes, our own voice is the one we need most to understand and heal. It’s a beautiful way to reconnect with ourselvesI also do this when I am alone, tired and there is soo much inside me to tell. I just talk with myself
Babua..waiseAnd you’re the love I’d cherish forever. No matter the distance, you’ve always been my home. I’m so lucky to have you, and I’ll wait for you, forever and beyond![]()
Haa Babuni ... Khud se baat karte waqt dil ki har baat bina kisi explanation ke samajh aati hai... Bas ek khamoshi sab kuch keh deti haiBabua..waise
Khud se baat karne ka ek faida hai ..detail me samjhana nahi padta.