Reminders

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Just a little something I don't know how to describe.

Submitted: September 03, 2017

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Reminders

 

 

The painting on my wall is a constant reminder of how incredibly sad I always am. It is the silhouette of two people under a gray sky with a blue umbrella. When I see it in the morning it reminds me of why I bought it. I bought it because in my view even in the rain and gloom something is still colorful and alive.

 

The cuts in my arms are a constant reminder if what everyone tells me everyday. How I am nothing. How I am a nobody and that I always doubt myself. But the scars from where they healed and healing are a constant reminder of the fact that it  gets better and nothing is always and forever upsetting.

 

The  weird feeling in my stomach sometimes is a constant reminder that I don't eat enough. But it's weird because that feeling might be excitement and happiness. That feeling is a constant reminder that things change. They do. Sadness isn't forever. Sadness isn't the only thing I will ever feel. Happiness is deep inside me. And all I have to do is bring it to the surface and let it thrive. This is a constant reminder of everything in my life.


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