I don't really mind if this post will be pointless and have no meaning as usual (Even it all used to be pointless either ehe). I just want to elude the scenario that keeps dancing in my mind lately. The imagination that's intangible but feels like a freaking tear stream for real. 

Writing is My Therapy

Being diagnosed with a word that I bet nobody wants to be embedded in become another level of trauma for me. Being sentenced that it will stay with me for a long period of time set me into an invisible cage. I am not even pretty familiar with the too-medical-sounded name; just simply call it depression. During my turbulence, I learned that expressing our feeling is such a therapy for the survivor. Setting the questioning thoughts free was another way to put the burden off from their back. It can be in any form as making music, writing statuses, Instagram posting, or just simply by self-talking. 

"Writing helps you to convey the lurking feeling and collect the puzzles to meet your serenity"

For me, writing become one of many coping mechanisms that I used to perform. It is not about seeking people's attention but just setting the burden to be free. It must be hard to articulate someone's feelings since it is an unobservable matter. Even there are so many people hard to understand what kind of feeling they face is. In another word, writing is a mechanism for me to dig into myself, looking for a clue from clueless feelings. Because eventually, I start believing that there must be a set of sadness puzzles that make your breathless heart aching. Keep questioning the indescribable pain solely help us to meet our own serenity by making that puzzle done. That's why I do keep writing.

Your Feeling is Valid

As the survivor, the hardest thing to survive is to convince themself that they are worthy. What they felt and what they faced is indeed valid. They need to instill this belief that no one has the right to judge their feeling. Not to mention the one who seems like wants to help but ends up with a toxic positivity instead. They are the ones who feel that shattered pain inside of their heart. So I do want to encourage people to appreciate their feeling by expressing their emotions. Writing is not solving their problem but it works to relieve their weight. Writing is neither always become the proper mechanism for anyone, so they need to find out what fits them. 

Dear all the survivors, you are on the right track to be more sensitive with that perhaps presumably be seen as a 'useless' habit. Just keep going and hang on a little bit. No matter how hard your life is and even though you are exploring a rocky pathway, just rest assured that you will eventually meet that silver lining. Believe me that you are truly worth more than any words can describe. I wish you much happiness that exists in the entire universe. It is me sending a tight virtual hug!

*Writer is not mastering English as his first language therefore some unexpected mistakes may exist. Feel free to give some comments and advice for better writing.