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Exhausted….It isn’t enough to describe the state I am going through right now. I am exhausted yes, this tiredness is beyond physical tiredness. It’s psychological, it’s emotional. I am tired of being strong. I am tired of trying to put on that smile on my face every day of a strong woman and be the Super Woman for anyone and everyone. I am mentally tired of everything and everyone. It’s draining me out emotionally and spiritually. I find myself in a pool of self-absorbed emotions that I can’t even share with my closest friends. I spent too long denying my own feelings and now I feel like I am the one who is unraveling. I had to learn to become strong because no one was there for me to hold me when I needed to be held the most through my hard times when I literally felt like giving up on everything. They see me as competent, but my soul is exhausted —on the inside, I am completely breaking day by day. I feel like I have spent my entire life trying to prove to myself that I am strong and being strong would be enough for me. But now I am completely exhausted from inside out. When you’re always the strong one, you’re very cautious about giving your problems to anyone else, you tend to suppress your feelings, desires, and emotions just for other’s sake. And the people who are usually so busy looking after others don’t always go around asking for help. They just assume you’re doing good when you’re not cuz they have always seen you as a strong person. Truth is that the strongest one ends up needing someone the most. I used to tell myself to not let anyone in or let them know of my struggles, But I have come to the realization that is okay not to be strong all the time. I had the belief that those that are strong, they don’t feel like they have the space to have a weak moment. Now I have found myself exhausted from running from my need to be vulnerable. I long to be taken care of, to be held tight, to be told that I mean something to them. There’s nothing wrong in craving for someone to hold you, to take care of you. Sometimes I feel too much and sometimes I feel nothing at all. Yes, I am continuing to be strong but my soul is getting exhausted. #Creatorshala #Fashion #Blogger #Creatorshalablogger #Creator #Photography #Influencer #Fashionblogger #Love #Instagram #Contentcreator #Makeup #Beauty #Style #Creatorshalainfluencer #writer

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What's better than wearing a bright black and welcoming winters ??? This is one of my favourite pictures. Love it ❣️ #Creatorshala #Fashion #Blogger #Creatorshalablogger #Creator #Photography #Influencer #Fashionblogger #Love #Instagram Follow On Insta: https://www.instagram.com/tophatlifestylee/

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Problems are not stop signs, they are guidelines. – Robert H. Schiuller #creatorshalainfluencer #creatorshalablogger #creatorshala #creator #youtuber #fashion #influencer #thatcrazysoul

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Aditi Goud

4 years ago

"Tum hi ho ho" lyrics just dropped in earphones and you clearly know what Arijit's voice do to me. Well, this song just hit my brain with the memories of all the rains we bathed in together. ( accidentally + intentionally both.) I still clearly remember one of them. The day you bent your head down over mine //I love your height in this kind of situations, but it literally annoys me at the times when I have to stand over my toes to kiss you// placing your hands on each side of me , covering me, and sheltering me entirely with the truck behind my back. This happened just after our argument but in that very moment I knew that no amount of fights can ever ruin what we have between us (the immense love we share.). The next song in the list was "Hamdard", I was wondering which memory of us will I portray now. "Me and my friends love the party. Great song after great song.... " *Spotify ad!* As soon as I heard this, it felt as someone just wiped a hand over the smiley I made using my finger over a glass window which was covered with soft frost. //Mood ruined// Let it be this much now. Well, Christmas is just a month away, and if you are wondering what to gift me. Let me help you out. You can come over, and make the most of winters, with the snowfall of kisses and coziness of hugs, with hot chocolate cups and tons of smooches, with big warm blankets and Disney movies, and a lot more. PS- you can also stay until the next frost forms over that window. ~Aditi #creatorshala #blog #blogging #writing #letter #photography #lifestyle #fashion #influencer #travel #writer #art #artist #love #spotify

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Aditi Goud

4 years ago

Hey there. I don't know about you but I was listening to this song on Spotify, while my eyes closed and all of a sudden I saw glimpses of our moments spent together as if a slow slideshow is projected by my brain over my Retina. All our first and lasts.... *a deep and heavy sigh* //exhaling all my breath out, hoping that if I inhale again I could somehow smell your aura which I dissolved within me, each time we kissed. // I have literally no idea of why I'm writing this, it's maybe because I am so done by talking about you to myself that the writer within me is forcing me to let it all out; or maybe it's because I seriously want to make you stand right infront of me while grabbing my waist with your left hand and pulling me closer, while caressing my cheeks softly with your right hand , saying my name at the end of those three words (our heart still feels heavy within the burden of) and then marking your signature with your lips on my forehead. Whatever is the reason of this letter, I am unable to find the exact words to talk to you because there's so much to tell you in my head. But most importantly, I want you to know that I miss your morning face during our VCs and your sleepy voice on those late night calls. //no doubt you sounded sexy in that voice// I was listening to "Dekha hazaro dafa" when I started writing this. (I hope you remember the day we sang it together, hugging each other when I was sitting on your laps under that open sky with no moon but thousands of stars to witness our moment of love.) I so wish to hug you right now. And as I'm penning this down, even my heart is denying to hold it anymore. //*splash* umm... A tear just flickered down my eyes. No I'm not crying dumbo. I'm just missing you.// -Aditi #creatorshala #blog #blogger #blogging #fashion #photography #earphones #spotify #writer #artist #writing #lifestyle #other #music #art

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I know what it’s like to be emotionally exhausted. And how hard is that you try and explain it to people and you just can’t. You just can’t. How do you find words for, ‘I feel things so deeply and I give so much, sometimes it leaves me empty?’ How do you tell people what’s been bothering you? How to tell them that it’s internally sucking you out so much that you just want to end it all at once because you just can’t tolerate that trauma from the past on daily basis anymore, the memories and pain are so sharp and clear that it still felt like it was yesterday. It’s like you wake up tired because you couldn’t sleep as your thoughts and horrifying memories from the past kept you up and 3 Am welcomed you with familiar loneliness that you’ve grown used to. But still, you have to put a smile on your face so that no one will know how messed up you actually are from inside. So, the people won’t figure out what you have been through, you know what I literally don’t care about the people judging me and tormenting me for what I used to be and for what I have become, without knowing what kind of physical or mental trauma I had been through. They will just assume that you’re fine and doing well just because you’re always cracking up jokes and playing pranks, you are always there when someone needs you to share their thoughts with you but when you look around you are all alone. There are some people who just love so deeply and care so much and give every bit of themselves to others, so much so they don’t have anything for themselves. They are the people who give away parts of themselves to make others feel whole. it’s the same people who hide tears you don’t know about. You have never heard them screaming at the top of their lungs. It’s the same people who feel lonely in a crowd. It’s the same people who look at others in love and wonder when it will be their turn. I know you’re getting tired of trying so hard. I am just tired of pretending that everything is fine even though it isn’t, I am just tired of pretending that I don’t care even, I am just tired of pretending that it never happened to me and I am fine but I am not and it did happen. I am just tired. #Creatorshala #Fashion #Blogger #Creatorshalablogger #Creator #Photography #Influencer #Fashionblogger #Love #Instagram #Contentcreator

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