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I WILL GIVE ME A FLOWER TOO WHEN I AM NOT OKAY

 One day a friend of mine asked me a question, "how would you describe yourself"? Present, was my answer. Its in my nature to see through people.
When my people are hurting I automatically feel the need to make a difference. Some days I try, some days the only thing I can do is to be present.
While being there for people has always been a  natural act, it was harder for me to be there for me when I needed it the most. I was really struggling but I was impatient with me, I was hard and bad towards myself. I could be kind to other people but I couldn't do the same for me. Its so sad thinking about how mad I was at myself for struggling, though I never chose it for myself.

I found beauty in my struggle, giving people love and kindness at that point, taught me I have love and beauty within me. Since I have, I decided to experience the love and the beauty too. 
I am my own best friend today and I have stopped searching. Our response to life won't always be the same as other people's response to life. We were born to journey on different paths and to serve different needs.

Get yourself a flower too when you're not okay, but never stop getting others flowers when they are not okay. Whatever you do, do it with a humble heart.❤

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  1. UnknownJuly 24, 2020 at 7:48 PM

    So beautifully written, here's a flower for you 🌹❤️

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    1. MelJuly 25, 2020 at 6:53 AM

      Right when I need it. 🤗
      Here's one for you too 🌹

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