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I know a young woman who lives in what’s said to be one of the happiest cities in the U.S of A. She’s a smart and beautiful girl with much on her mind, but nothing much to say. 

She doesn’t have many people she can talk to. She’s broken and lost in life and honestly doesn’t know what to do.

She’s living but she doesn’t feel alive. She’s numb, lost and sad. You can see it in her eyes.

She tries not to share much about how she’s feeling. She doesn’t have time to deal with insensitive and judgemental people thinking she’s just playing some kind of game of attention seeking.

And she doesn’t think there’s anything wrong with wanting attention from those who care. Especially if they offer to help you in the form of a shoulder to cry on, advice, their company, by lending an ear or in the form of a prayer.

The other reason why she doesn’t always make an effort to share how she’s feeling is that she feels that it’s sometimes a bit easier for her to work through her pain and struggles on her own. She doesn’t want to give up just yet. She wants to learn how to build her own self up, hold on to hope for a better tomorrow and learn how to be strong.

Even though she aims to be strong, she knows that there’s nothing wrong with falling apart. It’s no secret that life is hard so she believes the best thing for her to do is to allow herself to break down and begin again the next day with a fresh new start.

She said to me ‘’In this life, you’re gonna be happy and sad. You’re gonna be calm and you’ll also get mad. You’ll have faith, then you’ll begin to feel as though you’re losing it. You’ll have hope and you’ll then feel a bit hopeless. The best thing to do is to remind yourself constantly that you were made for this and in the end, you’ll be okay. If you don’t feel okay, your time here isn’t over yet.’’

She knows that the ups and downs we all face are a part of our journeys and that wherever this universe is leading her, it holds her life’s purpose; her calling and her life’s meaning. (To Be Continued)

‘’Life As She Knows It (Part 1), by Natasha Moran (ReneeRose🌹🥀🌹)