Patterns are the only way I can be clear with someone’s romantic intentions with me. Words are like threads, and the spinning of the loom like behaviors.
It seems that she doesn't even need to complete a circle, as you wrote in your journal days before India. Unlike the tree Love travels back at each moment to her original form. To a primal time before the transformation she underwent to be a tool or a symbol of human passion.
Unfortunately, there are some people who don't believe in mental illness or minimize what we go through, but if you put yourself out there and share your story, I am sure many could have a change of heart and mind.
By Ekabhumi Charles Ellik
I know that some of my misery is self-imposed and almost brought on purposefully. Maybe I am comfortable in it. Maybe it helps me to feel that all is right with the world because I’m preparing for the misery that will inevitably come. Maybe that’s not true at all, and there is a darkness that I ...