Therepy

These mornings and evenings are spent amidst all the difficulties of life. A continuous cycle of planning, execution, and effort to do something new and different. Sometimes struggling with my own circumstances and the daily complications tires me.

The truth is I didn’t need any therapy. I just needed to feel loved and happy to know that someone out there craved my attention. The other person feels that every step in blogging I take is with her in mind. She sees potential in even my most negative reactions.

It feels like I’m blessed. I can influence someone’s thoughts through my pen. And if the results are visible, through whatever medium, I believe I’m doing the right thing. And this is not my illusion, this is actually happening.

But now it’s okay if some things remain illusions. That era is gone, that youthness, that innocence, that flow is gone. It is not anyone’s fault, time and circumstances forced us to do so.