Do people really care if you say what you think?
What if one day my child is asking me the meaning of happiness, will I answer the truth or should I let the truth being open for him or her to answer on their own?
My heart shredded bits by bits for the questions that people have been asking about.
This afternoon when I was on the road, I was thinking about a lot of stuff that I feel the urge to share and spill out just because I feel like there is a mountain I need to move inside my body. How do you say that one thing that makes your heart in peace is your candor?
I know that my age right now requires a lot of integrity and focus to be mature. Such a deep word.
Am I ready to earn being called a mother? In my mind, motherhood is a huge word to carry. Imagine being able to create anything you want, now that thing is inside of you. I like it in the city when the air is thick.
I feel weaker than my normal body when I only carry my own body.
Will I ever be open even to myself?
I miss studying and I feel like taking things for granted.
Will I ever be ready to be a mom
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