More and more arguments. They seem to never end. Me and him have the same goal but never the outcome we want. He argued with his mom, cried about his life and I just get mad. Mad because it's more crying and no action. No change in his life. "How are you tired of your life but don't do shit about it I simply don't understand". I say things I don't mean. "You're a waste of a life" but I did't mean it in that sense. I don't want his life to be fine i just want him to do something with it. I'm so tired of dealing with this I've forgotten how to comfort the human soul. I used to be an empath. I say used to because this gift can evolve and I believe you can also decrease it by the way you go about yourself. I've forgotten the feel the emotions of a human soul. I've forgotten how to literally feel others pain to fully understand the extent of their pain. I don't want this to be my legacy. I've prided myself in spirituality and how to naturally be therapeutic to someone. I hate the monster I've become. So soulless and empty. What a waste.
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Diary Entry: My Life in Progress
Non-ficțiuneMake it what you want. This is me writing some movements of my life i will never forget. Some that will help me hopefully build up as a person. I know we seem broken but all that's broken can be fixed with just a little more love.
