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 I am emotionally draining and feel like dying. I am tired! Tired of overthinking again and again. I feel like a failure. A defeat! A Victoriously failure being. Perhaps overthinking just made its way. I am tired! I do not know and no words can ever compare my sadness now. I am intoxicated with despair and sorrow! I am tired!  I want to sleep! I want to climb and never return! I desire to escape! I desire to give this life to someone who is well deserving! I just want to go home! To that quiet place of peace and love. - The Overthink thinks of Overthink

"Words are powerful weapons to express. It may bring joy or despair."       In the midst of uncertainty and displeasure, I found myself so intrigued by the fact that I am still hurting and trying to heal myself from the bruises of the past. Those hurt are still creeping in and trying to devour the entirety of me. Fighting and trying to fit in this calling or vocation as they say. Words are difficult to express the pain and guilt I have at the same time. I am tired and trying to be alright. I know that in this fight, either of the two is expressed, win or lose.       As I ponder around and see the beauty of my surroundings, I can still feel that I am living. I am still breathing and have been awakened by the fact that maybe there are reasons in this world. Those reasons might be essential and even of something worth of risks. Maybe overthinking hits hard against me always pondering about those things that are of different views.     ...

       Memories takes turn about being good or bad. Sometimes, they seemingly open way for doors in healing or hurting. They emphasized the sense of hope and despair. They looked on the bright or dark side of the individual's views and perceptions.       Memories can be overwhelmingly wonderful but destructive. They point out our strengths yet regrets our decisions. They empowered us but also, deny the capabilities we may certainly achieve if and only if we never gave up. Memories are products of our experiences and the recent nows of our pasts.       Now, what do you think of memories by the way?

  Let me start these words with a question in my mind. A question that people may tend to overlook but does matter. I do not know if you are with me on this but, it sometimes crept into the most fundamental question of my inner being. Perhaps, overthinking may connote an unhealthy form of the imagination but often, it displaces a particular person from the world of an idea into the hold of reality. My question is, "Am I a toxic person?". A notion that destroys the totality of my being but rebuilds the confidence within me. I do not understand.  Why some people put a barrier when somebody only desires a strong connection for them? Isn't that ironic? Others are praying to have a relationship like that but, some are only taking it for granted. As I meditated on its essence, I have found out that the answer lies not on the person giving but, on the person receiving it. The real query must be to the person receiving it. It might be of the experiences or maybe on the recent for...

"Sometimes, the pain has a way to not just destroy the good in you but, to expose the darkest unforgiven part of your heart." It was days or months since I had forgiven that person. It was beautiful progress with so much joy and happiness. I decided to open up my heart and understand the way things should be because it must be. I never really thought about anything to think about it again because I had already forgiven it. I did not realize after that event, things changed the way it was. I started to notice the big chasm between the person and me. I tried to think all over again about what was the problem but, nothing in my mind ever came out. Guilt and shame started to linger on me as if am convicted of something not sure of what crime.  A trifling reason for miscommunication was all the possible reasons but now, I am the one struggling with its adverse effects.  I prayed and humbled myself many times and  say the words "I forgive you" but, here I am sinking in th...