I know they'll be there for me
no matter what
no matter when
but they're not my therapist
I can't keep telling my family and friends just everything that's going on in my mind and expecting them to come up with realistic solutions or at least great sentences that can be said to magically make me feel better
that just won't happen
because they're not my therapist
there are things and situations in life
that we have to go through alone
and I don't mean alone because you don't have anyone to talk to
but because it doesn't matter
sometimes talking doesn't solve the problem and then you realize
you have to pull yourself out of this by yourself
no helping hand reaching towards you
no rope to grap
nothing to hold on to
just you and your strength
because yes, there are people that support me and that are there for me
but they're not my therapist
and they're not magicians either
so they won't just blow away my worries
I have to do it by myself
with my own strength
but you know,
maybe that strength is even stronger than I can imagine yet
30.10.2021
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