Time doesn’t really heal wounds. It simply makes us forget memories.
I know it’s hard for people, including me, to just forget something so painful. Your first palo, your first flunking grade, your first heartache, yeah I know how it feels. It makes you feel like total crap and you just wanna kill yourself thinking about the future, asking what the hell would be happening to you after all of this. But really, when you look back and remember how stupid you were to almost kill yourself in guilt because of something so shallow, I’m sure you’d just laugh or just shrug it off.
I tell you, don’t be scared of facing these “challenges” ahead of you. Sooner or later, you’d get over it and everything would be alright. In the end you’d be a stronger person because of this. Cliche, I know. But that’s just how it is. So just let go, and let God.
Facing the problem helps. But facing it again and again would just worsen the situation. Just like how a wound worsens with constant bugging, time wouldn’t let you forget memories that you keep remembering.
You run away from reality and find sanctuary. But you know very well this sanctuary won’t last for so long; you know that in a matter of hours, minutes, or seconds, you’d be back to your life and face the terrors you’ve been running from.
You enjoy the company, because you’ll never, ever, ever feel alone. Unlike some of the people you know, these masked people give you the best of advices. Some advice though just get to your head and psych you up, messing what really is, turning it into something totally different.
It gives you things you need, but includes those you don’t wanna see. You love being in it, but it’s a whole new world wherein losers can be gods, and the powerful can be the looked down upon. It’s a terrible world. You see things that you didn’t expect would be happening, but you did, with a few help from a few backstabbing friends namely Instagram, FourSquare Facebook, and Twitter. Streaming does a lot, yeah. You know you’d see something you dislike, but still dare to scroll for more.
Only a few people in your lifetime can make you do things you never wanted to do. And they could do this without pointing neither a gun or a knife at you. I’ve met people like this and I just wish they could’ve and would’ve stayed much, much longer.