You're Not Alone

Dedicated to all people who are sad because of being bullied , encountering failure , lonely or simply need encouragement:
The following illustration is fictional ,any resemblances to real life occurences are purely coincidental:

"        "Have you ever felt so sad that you can't even manage show it on your face?",I typed into my phone screen. Yeah ,call me an ettention-seeking prissy bitch or anything to that effect -I'd rather shout it out than keeping this inside of me now. The thing about deep sadness is ,it slowly kills.
You're so sad but no tears come rolling down your cheeks ,you end up staring at the white walls and waste hours for literally nothing.....Until you hit the breaking point. It feels like your walls have shattered ,and all your joints are pulled. You just want to curl into a ball and cry ,or even scream,loudly. Anything to keep your sanity. Heartbeat somehow picks up its pace ,and it feels like a strong hand is squeezing your heart from inside. It hurts , it really does. That is how it feels when your dreams have been killed , sharp pain...

I'm never enough. Not pretty enough , not clever enough , not strong enough ,not confident or reliable enough. I can see disappointment in my father and mother's eyes when they see me , I wish they had a son instead of me because at least he'd be able to inherit their business. What am I anyway ,a good-for-nothing crybaby who lives in dreams . "Wake up" "Your stupid dreams won't give even a penny for your life" "You want to work according to your dreams? Good luck at living a poor life" "Stupid weakling" "Do whatever you want ,I don't care".... Yes ,they often tell me those things.

The thing is ,it's not like I've never thought of it. I know , I know life's a cruel and full of obstacles and I am trying to make a living too. I tried ,searching for job opportunities ,learning about this family business and others...but that dream won't die.It's like a cancer patient who is in coma but refuses to give up and keeps living. I hate me . Everybody calls me a weakling , stupid , fat , useless , crybaby , not hardworking enough.... I hate me...I hate me... The tears won't even stop now.

I scroll the timeline of my Instagram pic. Old friends , new friends... Those who used to be important in my life until they suddenly cruelly left me... Those who have even forgotten about me... Those who pained me so deeply... Those who mocked me. Nobody loves me.Why am I even alive? I am good for nothing... Sometimes I'd get really sick and when I close my eyes ,I thought to myself "Is this the end?" but then I wake up again feeling refreshed. God ,is this the form of Your love? I fear I lack strength.

My phone beeps .Slowly , I reach for it and open the screen
"What happened?"
"Nothing"
"Liar"
...I fear when people try to push through my walls because they might one day shatter me from inside... But right now I just want to cry and talk to somebody...

An hour passed...
A reply .
"The thing is... Life must be appreciated ,God has His own reasons for everything. Put your trust and Him and wait. You might not have a perfect life ,but at the best you have us who care about you. You're not ugly , it just takes the right man to see. Parents get angry because they want a better life for you. Sure ,they don't understand you at all but remember that you don't really understand why they think that way too.Everyone has ever cried ,dear -everyone has dark times when they just want to die but does that make everyone a weakling? Life is full of sorrow , find happiness in darkest corners of this life. You are important to me"

I cry out....And then wipe my tears and drop that "blade" stabbing my heart from the inside. Yes , life is hard but it does go on. No matter how alone you are , there are actual people reaching out for you. Everybody needs somebody .Life'd kill that dream , but stand up and protect your heart. People will always talk bad about you or try to bring you down , but that is because they themselves are not happy and need to talk badly behind so that they can feel good about themselves. Nobody is truly weak , sometimes people just need somebody , shoulders to rest on , a warm hug and people to tell them "I am here for you . I care"- God,thank you for sending me these angels who care about me.Yes ,I am a loved person  "

A/N:
People nowadays often don't realize they are bullying others verbally ,you might be teasing or mocking just for fun but it is not funny ,you might be advising with anger but that would hurt feelings. Stop judging if you know nothing.If you keep labelling an individual with a certain trait ,sooner or later he/she will believe that. If one believes life will never get better ,it will never.

Whoever reading this , you are perfect from top to the bottom. God created each of us with different plans , so let us walk this path together and do not give up. If there is anybody around you feeling so alone,sad and need a hug , reach an arm for them and help them. Failure means another try ,so let's keep going together. There will be times when you cry again in the future , but remember that....
You    are     not     alone.