Heavy days

Some days are heavier than other. From the moment you wake up they press on all the positives making them shrink into tiny bits of nothingness. Everything seem sad and it’s hard to remember the good things.

You know they are there, the positives, you try to remind yourself of all the amazing things you have. You do have all of those amazing things and you feel guilty for even feeling those sharp bits of nothingness nestled in your heart. Realizing you have something is not the same thing as feeling that you have something.

Those heavy days makes it heard to breathe.

You must learn how to close those blue eyes of yours and see the world for what it is sometimes. No one will know how to look after you if you don’t ask them. They wont know how they hurt if you don’t tell them.

That is what makes it hard to breathe.

3 thoughts on “Heavy days

  1. Sötaste vackraste, finaste gulliga. Det är av sådana dagar man växer! En del av de goda…… fast man inte varken vill eller fattar det just då! Vet att du är älskad och att de riktigt bra dagarna finns också! Skickar goa, mjuka, kittliga och varma Lisakramar., och hoppas du har en av de bra dagarna idag? ❤

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  2. Åh, fina båda ni. Det bästa är att de dåliga dagarna följs alltid av de bra dagarna och när jag läser era kommentarer känns allt så mycket bättre. Stor kram till er båda.

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