Hey. I know what I have been writing was quite depressing and actually can affect someone's life and emotions. I am aware of this.
I know I have been spreading a little negativity but somehow I know that this, my writing pieces, was real. Negative but real.
And it was something I know that I will never regret. I will never regret sharing something that was real. And it was an amazing journey for me too.
Every writing piece of mine has been a part of my heart and was embedded in my soul. A touch of something that was me. My own color of the world's painting. A note of everyone's song.
Sharing something like this isn't really my thing. Sharing my own swirls of negativity in my head. Because I know that most of people in this world is filled with it and I should have spread something that was uplifting.
Yeah. I should have.
And I'm sorry for not being able to do that.
I can't share something I don't have. Or something I didn't grow up with.
As everyone said, you can't pour an empty cup.
But thinking about it, I realised that maybe I was making balance of other people's lives. Or should say, the people reading my thoughts here.
Having positivity was okay. But somehow I don't think a person can always be positive. It was just so impossible. Having positivity in your head but at the same time has the knowledge that things and circumstances can turn out into something different is better.
There is a reason why there is negativity.
Balance.
Like how other things has its own opposites.
I guess that is all I have to say. I hope you stick with me till the last thoughts I could write.
