Dina Writes

To love yourself can be a tough lesson for anyone.. including me..  I was not a popular person at school nor someone that could be liked by anyone at the first glance. I had no real friends since I was having a hard time to socialize. It was really hard to overcome it all alone, moreover when you got bad experiences about opening up yourself to people. It went worse at the peak of my high school year.  After I graduated from high school, I thought going on to different city will give me a fresh start. The ideas of meeting new circle brought butterflies on my stomach for the first time again. But ya, as you can expect it didn't go well anyway. Yes, I kept on meeting new people but still the wrong ones. Now, you maybe questioning why in the world did it happen? It happened because I didn't love myself. I didn't like the texture of my skin, I didn't like the way I smile, I didn't like the way I talk.. everything was wrong for me. I used to be so hard on myself every ti...

I always thought the best way to express yourself is through words.. I always thought the best way to get what you want is through words.. I always thought the best way to be understood is through words.. But all my life.. I have never been so wrong.. Because words aren't the best way.. It cherises.. It also bursts you into flakes.. I don't know.. Maybe I'm just sick.. Sick of people.. who broke this heart over and over again.. And finally it stops here.. leaving me alone.. at the end of empty road.. No matter what I say.. No matter how loud it is.. And no matter how many times I try to explain.. Nobody will ever understand you better.. than yourself.. It's okay.. It's ended now.. As everything drains my soul into bones.. I promise to myself to say nothing..  But silence..