Now that I am 20 (nah it actually has nothing to do with my age), I feel I regard honesty even more than before.
I would feel better if someone were to lie to me, or coat it with sugar and hid the truth, rather than facing and hearing the truth that would clearly hurt me and ruin my day. I hate heartbreaks, I mean IT HURTS and I can never control my expression. My lips would twitch, my eyes would burn with fire. I rather not know until the end, or know the truth later, a loooooot later when that truth is the least thing I care for.
But that was before.
Before I realised that not knowing why people left you, ghosted you, actually hurts a lot more that I thought it would.
Astaghfirullah. May Allah forgive me for everything wrong I did and was oblivious to.
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