Sometimes good things fall apart so that better things can fall together. I try to be a strong believer about this idea but the lack of patience in me sometimes blurs my vision with tears of frustration and I end up digging a hole of despair and stay in it till i'm calmer and cheerful enough to show my face.
Today I ended up losing an old friend only to realize that this 'friend' has no good intentions towards me. Felt like someone stabbed be in the chest and twisted the knife. I confess I was equally tough but I knew I had to be assertive to defend my wilting feelings towards this friend.
Thank God for crying! I think it's God's therapeutic way to help us clean our souls and but out the fire of anger.
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