Curse Your Brother

Everyone needs mercy and forgiveness.

There is never a reason where you need to inflict pain on another by your words.

A person can be kind and gentle usually, then when you need them, they aren’t. But it is also not a reason to think of them as anything but the person they were before.

The aim is to protect yourself, yes, but protecting yourself is a hidden way of wounding the person if they ever choose to disrespect or hurt you again.

Your need to protect instead of helping them to feel better about themselves, gives room for your own wounds to take over and destroy.

Your words may not help them, but somebody else’s word would. Guide them there, and sit back and be patient with yourself and with them.

Regret is never better than trying your very best to stay in control and keep the good things about each other alive.

So here is the back story of why I wrote this.

It was the early morning. I was happy and ready for the day, an idea came to me and I wanted to get started on it right away.

I thought this was going to be a good day for us. Where we would both be in control, choosing happiness instead of allowing the negative thoughts in our heads to control how we react or treat each other.

I want to clarify that no one is the villain here. I think it’s rewarding when I sort through things in the way that I plan to, In writing.

When I start a project, I usually start with the negative but continue with the positive. Sometimes we put ourselves down but we can choose to bring things back to where it is suppose to be.

The main point in question is that I was told to practice before the other materials can be bought.

There’s safety and there is also doubt. One is correct and the other is incorrect. If we are taking the route of positivity instead of assumption.

I asked ‘are you doubting me’. Perhaps it was because I was assuming, but my aim was probably to give light to what might’ve been implied.

Whether I was right or I was wrong, it doesn’t matter. What mattered the most was whether they were battling something in their minds that I had no idea about.

If they are emotionally unavailable, regardless of if they usually aren’t. It doesn’t mean that I should be unloving and mean.

We were both weak, but I was stronger in my weakness, and it does not give me the right to not give a helping hand. To not show compassion and forgiveness.

This is my way of trying to protect myself from me being selfish, and from being the main victim.

Published by healinghands231

She is a witch, a writer, a fiancée and a queen at healing the masses within. A 24 year old woman, based in the UK, she finds peace in the tarot, peace in the oracle. She breathes humility and a passion to help bring the art of your mind to life in a snap. Bring to her your work, create by night by day and she will be there to help you pursue like a coin displayed on a tray.

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