Faceless Crowd | Random Thing I Wrote. 

When do you know that you are not lost anymore? When do you know that you have healed? When do you know that from now on you don’t have to cry yourself to sleep every single night? Tell me at what point do you start listening to that song again because now those memories of his, they don’t haunt you. Now that song is no more about just being his favorite. You can listen to it because anything of his doesn’t affect you anymore. When do you know that you are not broken anymore? And that maybe, just maybe you can be repaired. When do you know that you are ready to open up to people and they won’t turn their back towards you? When do you know that some people will accept you with all your baggage? When do you know that it’s okay and that you don’t have to cut yourself? That those scars will now choose to fade, cause you are getting better with time. Does it actually get better? No, probably not. Not unless you actually do something about it. But it’s not that easy, right? And you probably learn to live like that. You probably live every day being lost, broken beyond repair and the worst scenario, you don’t live like this, you end it. Cause the reality of everything is plain horrible. And that you don’t want to see the sunrise tomorrow. Does it really matter, you can finally be free, you can end it all? But you don’t do that. You talk yourself out of it. You promise yourself about a better future, you promise yourself that not ending it now is going to be so worth it in life ahead. And that is okay for a day or two. By the third day, you are back at square one. Going through this vicious cycle, repeatedly. Living like, this comes effortlessly to you now. Numbness becomes second nature and change seems scary. And inevitably you become a part of this faceless crowd.

Hello fellow earth beings,

I hope you like this and I have a life update post coming real soon.

My last post is here.

 

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12 Comment

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  2. Tanya, you wrote very well and that’s a start to recovery. As for when will that song cease to remind you of a certain someone? Never. My ex is a certain fellow blogger and dear friend of mine. The Mamas and the Papas song “Monday, Monday” will always remind us of our college days and time together. It no longer hurts but instead brings a smile to our face.

    1. Tanya says: Reply

      Time heals all wounds I guess. And I am happy to know that the song no longer hurts you. Thank you loads. ❤️

  3. Puneet says: Reply

    That’s a painful writeup. A heart wrenching one. Lots of questions asked and actually all of them are relatable. Such wonderfully written.
    You show deep emotions through your writings magnificently.

    1. Tanya says: Reply

      Hundreds of thanks, Puneet. I am glad you could relate.

  4. Evie says: Reply

    This is so beautiful, I guess because it is so REAL and full of such raw emotion.

    1. Tanya says: Reply

      Thank you, Evie.

  5. Rich Mullen says: Reply

    Hi Tanya, you have a way of making people (for sure me) open up their emotions when you write. It is so much better when someone else’s story finds its way to your heart as well as your head. I hope your new life update will reveal the joy that your readers know dwells within you. Hugs, Rich

    1. Tanya says: Reply

      Ahhh! Thank you so so much. I am extremely delighted that my writing connects with people. That’s all I aim for. I hope so too. Thank you.

  6. Awwwww….. People say that time heals all wounds, but I say that they never really heal. The scars get deeper and we get stronger, but the wound is always there. ☹ (hugs)

    1. Tanya says: Reply

      Thank you and maybe the scars are a reminder for us to appreciate how things are different now from what they used to be. *hugs back* ☺️

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