When I replay happy videos in my computer, I choose to forgive.
When I apologise to myself by saying sorry that i choose to repeating the hurt forever, I killed the happy life I always wanted. Then I wake the hell up.
When I choose love, by apologizing and changing behaviour. I heal instantly.
When I choose to avoid anything, I made a void between myself and the people around me. That’s how I got myself into the solitary confinement.
Without being honest about my journey, I cannot convey anything meaningful with theoretical truths.
There’s a point in my life that I figured out myself was the grumpy guy in the Christmas Carol.
Bad attitude hurts myself more than I wish to get justice by repeating the hurt.
To stop repeating the hurt, I get busy. It works for awhile. But when I apologise, the tangled knot in my heart vanishes, don't even need to smooth it to untangle it..
Words runs within my brain like a computer software. I wasn’t aware of this and consumed a lot of toxic information from repeating the hurt and got myself a mental illness. But most importantly no shame in not understanding how life works.
The biggest lie me and my friends ever told each other is that we cannot find new friends again.