Day 16 of my @mhfnz fundraiser!
Today I’m going to share my favourite text that resonates with me. This helped me to deal with my ongoing chronic feeling of emptiness ”A young girl was sitting on the beach. She wanted to dig a swimming pool for her stuffed bear so she dug down into the sand. When the hole was a decent depth, she got up and ran to the water’s edge with her pail and collected a bucketful of water. She quickly ran back to the hole and poured the water in. She stood there aghast as she watched the water drain away into the sand. She again took her bucket down to the water’s edge where she filled it. Again, she ran back to the hole and poured the water in only to watch it slowly drain away. She sat down and thought about it and decided that she would just keep digging because she really wanted her stuffed bear to have that swimming pool. So she dug and dug and the hole got deeper and deeper and then suddenly, as if by magic, water welled up from the bottom of the hole and filled it. “What is the lesson in this story?” “If you want to fill yourself up you need to do from the inside out, not from the outside in. Going to the store and buying things will not fill the void inside you. You need to fill that hole yourself.” #selflove#emptiness#loveyourself
“emptiness upon heartache”
Time is known to heal all wounds.
And it would - if only it could.
Yet, these wounds cannot be healed,
with permanent scars they have been sealed.
Locked inside, is where all the pain is
which cannot be washed all away by even the heaviest rain
If only you could feel how it hurts me,
Yet i wouldn’t even wish that upon the cursed.
This pain is the dagger which stabs my heart,
and pricks it every second til it falls apart,
Alike a flower of whose petals have died
all i have is emptiness inside.
Though for you, my heart weeps a river of blood,
You are not blamed for this flood,
I’m letting you go, even though you were never mine,
I was wrong to think this was fine — D.U
diary to my mum. ..vor nicht langer Zeit, am 6. September, hattest du mich gebeten, dir ein Buch zu schenken.
Eines, das man mit Worten füllen kann; eines, welches du mit Worten füllen wolltest.
Doch dazu kam es nicht mehr.
Nun fülle ich es an deiner Stelle mit Gedanken, die für dich bestimmt sind.