Dear Life, Universe ... i hate you

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Dear Life, Universe, Lord,

I will not ask you why because you never answer this question. But can I please beg you to stop torturing me. I cannot handle it any more. I am on my knees, my shoulders are broken. They cannot carry pain and challenges no more.

I am not even trying to understand what is the purpose of all those tests you put me through, Crushing me, squashing me … Isn’t it enough? Are you satisfied or not yet

Are you still hunger for my tears, my sorrow my distress?

Whatever project: personal, work, social etc... I undertake I initiate, you will make sure to put struggles in front of my face. No, more than this. You make sure to get the heck out of me and pulverize me with the problems you  put in my route.

I give hope to others, I am positive and I am an example to many women and men I am I am I am I am …

Dead!

Are you happy now! I cannot give hope to those I used to.... I cannot be an example to young women and men as I was always convinced that one can pursue her or his dream and life will return It back positively!

No I was fool, big time.

No one see your achievements, worse they try to step on you suffocate you, choke you and kill your dreams.

No one loves you the love I used to think that exists, no one sees through you, the real you, no one is proud of you, no one and nothing will MAKE IT UP for you.

You are  left by your own,  lonely sad and hopeless...

Life, Universe … Today I declare: I hate you

And dear Lord: STOP


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