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Imperfect
 A Whisper from my soul
All things that humans do are all charged to their faults.
God made our mind to control anything and made our heart to balance everything.
But what really lies from that existence depends on one's self.
What you do in your life depends on your strength and courage.
One beginning, different plot, one end; that's the real story of life.
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Journal: Lightning In A Bottle
Tuesday, July 11, 2023
1:04:00 AM
 From the moment we crossed paths, something extraordinary unfolded. It's as if the universe conspired to bring us together, knowing that our souls were meant to intertwine. In a remarkably short time, he has become an integral part of my life, igniting a flame of love that feels endless. The way he listens intently, with genuine interest, makes me feel valued and heard. His words, laden with kindness and understanding, heal the wounds I once thought were unhealable. In his gentle embrace, I find solace from the chaos of the world, and in his smile, I see the reflection of a love that knows no bounds. Our connection feels as if it has existed across lifetimes, transcending the boundaries of time and space. It is a love that defies logic, growing stronger with every passing moment, even though our acquaintance is still young. With him, I am free from the fear of judgment and rejection. I can lay bare my vulnerabilities and insecurities, knowing that he will be there to catch me if I stumble. His presence creates an atmosphere of warmth and safety, where I can truly be myself without fear or pretense. What surprises me most is his ability to see beyond the surface, delve into the depths of my being, and embrace the brokenness he found within. Instead of recoiling from my flaws, he embraced them with an unwavering acceptance that has touched my soul in ways I never thought possible. He saw the cracks in my armor and recognized the beauty that lay within each fracture. In his eyes, I found solace and strength. I am falling in love infinitely, deeper and deeper with each passing day. Our journey together has just begun, and I eagerly anticipate the adventures, growth, and joy that lie ahead. In his acceptance, I have discovered a love that mends the broken pieces of my soul. In his eyes, I find a mirror that reflects the beauty and resilience within me. And with every beat of my heart, I am reminded that true love has the power to heal, transform, and create a sense of belonging that transcends time. Happy half-year J&A! Journal: Superglue pt. 2
Thursday, July 06, 2023
11:26:00 PM
 In his presence, I no longer felt the need to pretend or put on a façade of wholeness. I realized that it's okay to have wounds that haven't completely healed, and it's okay to be a work in progress. His acceptance didn't come with conditions or expectations; it simply flowed from a deep well of understanding and love. Through his eyes, I saw my brokenness reflected back to me not as a flaw or weakness, but as a testament to resilience and strength. He understood that healing takes time and that scars can be a roadmap to our growth. Together, we shared stories of our respective journeys, unveiling the raw and imperfect parts of ourselves. In that vulnerability, we found solace and connection, weaving our narratives into a tapestry of acceptance and support. Meeting this person reminded me that genuine love isn't about finding someone who can fix us or make us whole again. It's about discovering someone who can hold our broken pieces gently, cherishing them as an essential part of who we are. He became a living testament that our worthiness of love transcends our shattered fragments and that true connection flourishes when we embrace our brokenness together. I am genuinely happy that I met him. He showed me that there are people out there who will meet us with open hearts, ready to embrace every jagged edge and fractured part of our being. In his presence, I felt seen, understood, and accepted—truly accepted. I not only learned the power of accepting my own brokenness but also the transformative impact of meeting someone who can hold space for it. This encounter has reminded me that true connection begins with accepting ourselves and being open to the possibility that others will do the same. I am forever grateful for this remarkable individual who helped me realize that my brokenness is not a barrier to love but an invitation to find deeper connections and embrace the beauty that can emerge from the mending process. Labels: acceptance, destiny, love Journal: Superglue pt. 1
Saturday, July 01, 2023
6:45:00 PM
I had a realization that completely shifted my perspective on healing and love. For so long, I had believed that in order to move forward and experience love again, I needed to become whole once more. I thought I had to fix every broken piece within myself, as if I were some kind of puzzle waiting to be solved. However, today I realized that it's not about being whole again; it's about putting those pieces together. Life has a way of breaking us apart, leaving us shattered and feeling lost. We go through experiences that leave scars, whether they're from heartbreak, loss, or disappointment. We become fragmented, unsure of how to pick up the broken fragments of our lives. But what I failed to understand until now is that the journey to healing isn't about erasing those cracks or pretending they never existed. It's about embracing them and allowing ourselves to grow through the process of piecing ourselves back together. When we try to hide our brokenness, we deny ourselves the opportunity to heal authentically. It's in acknowledging our wounds, accepting our vulnerabilities, and tending to them with compassion that we truly find the strength to rebuild. Just like a mosaic, where each broken piece contributes to the artwork's beauty, our scars and broken parts are integral to our own uniqueness and strength. Love, too, is not about finding someone who can fix us or complete us. It's about finding someone who sees our brokenness and cherishes us in spite of it. It's about connecting with someone who understands that healing is a continuous journey and that we are all a work in progress. When we gather the strength to put ourselves back together, we become even more capable of loving deeply and authentically. Today I let go of the notion that I must be whole again to deserve love. Instead, I embrace the idea that my brokenness is part of my story, and it doesn't define my worthiness of love. I will take each fragmented piece and tenderly place them together, allowing myself to grow stronger and more resilient in the process. And when the time is right, I will open my heart to love again, knowing that I am more than the sum of my broken parts. It's not about being whole again, but rather about embracing my brokenness and putting those pieces together. And with every step forward, I will become a testament to the beauty that can emerge from the mending process. |