Sometimes there are more questions than answers.
Reblogged from Lamatens.
Do I have the right to cry ?
Do you accept me with my wounds ?
Do i have the right to complain even though some aspect of my life can appear good ?
Do i have the luxury to be vulnerable when you see me as a strong person and all I need is someone I can lean on?
Can I lean on you without upsetting you?
Can I be me with the world without fearing to be accepted?
Can I just take a moment to cry, be on the floor and feel sorry for myself without fearing of the gaze of the society or my “friends” ostracizing me?
Can just I just be me even thought i do not know who Me is ?
Can I just look for myself and recognize that currently my life feel like a mess ?
Can I take responsibility for my situation…
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