In my time of emotional distress I turned to poetry. In my adult life, I have felt pains I never thought one could and to cope I wrote short stories about how I felt. I was scared and i felt hurt and alone. The feeling began to change who i was and make me feel like a stranger. That stranger has now become familiar and I have learned to adapt to a new me, but it hasn't been much of an easy process.
Love was a hard thing. It was beautiful but it was difficult. To find someone who loved you, who would offer their all to you, who would risk everything for you — that was the hardest part. With low self-esteem and a lot of self-hate, that seems to even be impossible. Soulmates, a beautiful creation. A striking discovery. How wonderful it is to know that somewhere out there, there will be someone who's bound to you. Find it or let it come to you.