The form of gratitude... How do you do it... In what way... Well, I myself don’t quite know the answer to this question...
If you ask me, I will just say I am confused...
Now, coming to my perspectives, gratitude is never limited to a “thank you” or gifts.... Or silently expressing gratitude with a smile....
For me, my gratitude has been very much expressive, just like me.... I have never been the silent one... I was always the loud and vocal one... And, I am still so....
But, here's a point... This is not any ordinary gratitude... Nope, this gratitude is for those whom I can never thank enough... Not with gifts and all...
And, that's what that makes the difference here.. The people I am talking about here are those who accepted me, who loved me, who cared for me just the way I was... They just didn’t get scared of my broken, vulnerable face.. Something so despised that it became hard for people even to look at... I scared them... My ugly, broken face scared them...
And, I have heard it a million times probably... I wasn’t visually appealing enough to look at or talk to... I wasn’t useful enough for any benefits... I wasn’t enough to make anyone proud... I had nothing to give... That made me uglier.....
And, I am not lying... I felt so too.. I looked scary.. I didn’t use to sleep the entire night.... I would think about suicide... I also gave up on myself like everyone else did... I also convinced myself that I wasn’t worthy enough for anyone to love me... I hated myself...
And, then these angels came into my life... I refer to them as angels because I myself couldn’t really comprehend why they would even choose someone like me... This question kept lingering in my mind...
Even I also felt that if I were them, I would have never gotten closer to someone like me...
That’s why at first, I just couldn’t trust... Because my trust was already broken in such a horrifying way I would rather speak about.... For me, they would eventually leave like everyone else did.... Because I had already lost everything.... And,I had nothing to lose at that point....
But, they just didn’t... They didn’t let go of my hand.. They loved me... They wanted me to be happy... They loved me for me... They claimed that they loved me because it was me... They loved me because for them, I felt so dear to love... That I had such an affectionate face that it was almost impossible not to love it even when I had nothing to offer....
In my world, where I always believed love is give and take... But, they changed the entire concept... If you love, you do.... And, nothing matters.... Nothing.... They just raised the bar so high....
And, did I trust them... Well,back then,it took me time... But, if you ask me now, I would say loudly with clarity that I always believed in them... Yeah, they made me so secure to believe and being able to flaunt it so proudly....
They just did all the magics here ... Exactly that's why, the definition of love has become such a significant thing to talk about....
And, the gratitude, I eventually found myself crying... Not out of pain but out of the greatest form of gratitude I could ever offer....
The purest one.... Whenever I met them, I just couldn’t stop crying... I cried like I always did before.... But, this time with the heartiest form of my gratitude...... And, that's the thing.... #Depression #MentalHealth #Anxiety #CheckInWithMe #MightyTogether #CheerMeOn #Gratitude
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