Your right, but feelings and moods change maybe sometimes you will realize that it was not shit.
guys
what does it mean if you hurt someone
and
you don’t feel anything
…
asking for a friend
…
Well, what if I had predicted that it was you the whole time and I was replying to you and not your friend.
would it change anything mate.
all this post that you created is sign of power and good heart, a sign of somebody trying to care about how they make others feel mate and I want to assure you that not many people are like you, if truly it's you. you have a unique heart in a world where everyone is minding their own gain
You are unique
You are special and
You should stand tall knowing that you harbor a unique heart and reasoning.
guys
what does it mean if you hurt someone
and
you don’t feel anything
…
asking for a friend
…
If they really are bad people to them, I think, personally, I would cut them off. I believe friendship, beyond help or fun, should at least aim to be good—something one can lean on without judgment. So if they don't get that, then what is it for? Maybe the escape here is to stop the pain they cause.
But that's just my take, not something they should rush into. Plus, thanks for being there for them. Step by step, without forcing things, you can help them realize how some of what they do might hurt others. Slowly, gently—I’m sure they’ll overcome it, my mate.
guys
what does it mean if you hurt someone
and
you don’t feel anything
…
asking for a friend
…
That can make things feel incredibly isolating, like they are stuck on the outside looking in, and I’m really sorry they carry that weight.
Sometimes, our sense of belonging can be shaped by circumstances beyond our control, and it can make us feel like we’re an observer, never fully a part of this world and its people.
maybe to embrace the disconnection without self judgement can be a way but its surely a hard way but the acceptance of ourselves is important here.
Plus taking little steps one connection at a time, learning with patience how people and connections work but most importantly priotising ourselves can be of help my mate.
guys
what does it mean if you hurt someone
and
you don’t feel anything
…
asking for a friend
…
That distance might be a protective barrier, built up over time because things felt too overwhelming, too painful, or too complicated.
Maybe if they try noticing the little things—the way the air feels when they step outside or how the light looks through a window. These moments can help your friend reconnect with how they feel without needing to rush. It’s not about forcing yourself to 'fit in' or ‘be normal.’ It’s about acknowledging yourself and giving yourself permission to gradually re-enter the world at your own pace, without judgment.
hope this is okay
plus any time your friend needs a chat they can email me here, just a chat free, no subscription just two humans talking
guys
what does it mean if you hurt someone
and
you don’t feel anything
…
asking for a friend
…
replies were restricted so i kind of reblogged in order to reply, am kinda attached to it in someway..
It's positive that your friend recognizes that they don't feel the sorrow of others. It can be tough to acknowledge that, but it's also a step toward understanding why that happens. Sometimes, we might become disconnected from our emotions or the emotions of others due to various reasons, like past experiences or self-preservation. It’s important to be aware of that so we can work on becoming more in tune with others’ feelings. If your friend is open to it, maybe they could explore what’s causing that emotional distance and whether it’s something they'd like to work on
guys
what does it mean if you hurt someone
and
you don’t feel anything
…
asking for a friend
…
We shall overcome, the brutality of life
In this Lent, a period of reflection, a time for self-understanding, a space for self-love. But most importantly, a moment to recognize that the Lord has been by our side and always will be, as long as we allow Him to be. For His will was never to impose Himself upon us, but for us to freely understand, and fall in love with His ways, His guidance, and His honest planning.
Thank you @biblical-traditionalist-lady and everyone who got me to 100 reblogs!
Through the histories, it’s only Your mercy that the chief of this world fears.
So embrace me with it, Almighty, cover me up, for all around me, the things happening seem to tell me that I, for one, have no power to escape his grief, destruction, and trickery.
Mate, I am not writing or creating or arting any shit. Mate, I am screaming, like some have screamed while smiling, and others have screamed in circles of friends who never heard them.
Through the histories, it’s only Your mercy that the chief of this world fears.
So embrace me with it, Almighty, cover me up, for all around me, the things happening seem to tell me that I, for one, have no power to escape his grief, destruction, and trickery.
I waited for a "go, do it," but all that came was "boy, don't do it."
I waited for a "yeah, that's my boy," but all I heard was "shit, what you're doing is shit."
I kept waiting for their acceptance, until hope faded like the day into the darkness of the night.
And so, I accepted myself, invited myself, and cheered myself.
To say it right, the cake was baked by me, and eaten by me. Full stop.
Love on the Plaza.
I wrote to her
my fantasy love letters,
and she replied
to them
in reality.
Jessica,
3rd Home,
Little Attics Apartments—
you were crude
and jolly,
and now,
irreplaceable.
"Who do you know, boy?" "Me—a hell of a lot of myself." "Isn't that enough?"
I have to realize that
anything I do now
amounts to something greater-
a good sleep,
an understanding that I am human
after all,
a walk through quiet forests.
All these things
are of great help to me,
even when they earn me none
of the dimes
that are often needed
to pull myself out of this abyss.
Love and sadness, Hope and breakage, God and endurance, Politics and suffering. Science and destruction, Education and slavery, Race and division, Life— life, and life.
There are no miracles
without
the sadness of life.
For in sorrow, turmoil, and hopelessness,
God reveals Himself
most to those who trust in Him. Be strong in God.
She was covered in flowers, blooms of every scent and hue. Yet, she was so alone— the kind of loneliness that could kill. Imagine tombstones, not of the forgotten, but of the murdered, adorned with flowers of all sorts. People had spoiled her with flowers.
On Valentine's Eve.
You shouldn't forget
darling
the crucial reality
that you are,loving people.
There needs alter,
there priorities,
there formulas,
their determinations.
Like weather
they, at times
dont come as forecasted
and that lamentably
bears on there love
to you
and impacts there
anticipations too.
Meaning of words.
You said then
that
my love murders
you in a beautiful
way
and that you don't
think of an
existence without
it
so in that i
thought you
would go extinct
upon our failure.
But as time grows
all i have seen is a you
blooming.
Was it a lie ?
and my love
was totally a nothing
to you ?
please
please tell
me
and tell
the one
murdering you
now
not to highly think
of things for
all of it is
just a jumble of
words.
The mothers
only pray
to get
Lawyers
Doctors
Presidents
and
Engineers
then
the world
stares on,
finding it hard
to give us all our daily havocs,
for the rest
of our lives.
Some are whores
and
gigolos
so you
marry them at
your own
risk
that when you
find them
extramarital
you know that
this was it,
the destiny thing.
They wanted me to become a man who fights for his respect. But I became a man who respects himself. And that’s how I became awkward— and I loved
that
kind of awkwardness.
Maybe all that we want is already taken— no matter how much we cry, yearn, lament, we never seem to get what we seek.
3:19 AM What’s around me is sleep. What’s within me are thoughts dancing on songs I hate to hear.
3:20 AM now And I’m done with this prose— or to put it right, I’m done with this observation.
Now, if you cannot prove to me that science solely exists on its own,
please let me believe my God in peace.
For all your knowledge, inventions, discoveries might as well be duplications of what God already created in the beginning.
Tell me something new— something beyond the CHATGPT that thinks like a man, replies like a man, and relies solely on the knowledge of man, a creation of God.
So let me have my God, while you perfect your machines.
she was a puppy wrapped in wolf skin. And it took me ages to see— but when I did, I never let go.
my gentle hands, my tender hold, learning her softness beneath the wild.
I am this. Now, you should know that I won't push you to a wall I haven't pushed myself to first.
I'd rather get there first, then wait, if you’ve got the guts to join me there.
I am this, understand— I don’t desire to be loved unconditionally unless I first love without conditions.
This is love, baby, and all it means is for us to be a little bit more fair to each other.
They wanted me to become a man who fights for his respect. But I became a man who respects himself. And that’s how I became awkward— and I loved
that
kind of awkwardness.
Maybe all that we want is already taken— no matter how much we cry, yearn, lament, we never seem to get what we seek.
To just do it,
even when the thoughts
form a barricade.