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Whoa!!! *sharp breaths*

That felt good to let off my chest!

I opened up to someone

and spilled and spilled

And spilled until i was told I was not crazy. That I was not alone. 


Many of us have stinking skeletons in our closets. The kind people would hate us for if they knew.

Reputation. The word that has single handedly controlled most secrets. Keeping them under lock and key while the victims ferment from within.

Lots of truth is hidden for the sake of reputation.

Which really is ‘how will people perceive me if they knew this about me?’

This is sad because that means a box was moulded for you and you agreed to get in and shut yourself in.

We metamorphosize everyday. Cells are formed and some atrophy as we near our old age.

So does our character 

You’re never really stuck in one phase.. one story.

Your life unfolds before our eyes as life presents its many sides

So it WILL be unfair for your reputation to not change. Impossible for you, to at every time ‘t’ not be bad in someone’s eyes or story. That someone, will have someone they love who will believe them and see you in the same bad light. 

Truth bomb!  That’s TOTALLY FINE.!!

It really is, dear anxious one. You are meant to grow and decay all in the same time.

As you age, so will your character grow. From time, experiences and mistakes. 

With utmost prudence, I admonish you to not stay quiet. Open up and spill the pain eating you from the inside.

You’ll be shocked at the number of people who need your regrets as directional signs.

You went through that phase for a reason;

Simply to regret, recover, and teach another being

Let it go darling

Let it go.

Don’t hold back in sobs anymore

Let it go 

Let it go

Don’t give in to the fear of shame anymore

Everyone will definitely have something to say

Good or bad

So why hide and let it kill you on the inside.

Let it go

Speak up.

Pray and tell someone in wisdom.

It’s a step in the direction of healing.

Silence kills,

Speak your truth

Don’t live life in the beautiful sun, 

hard and frozen on the inside.

-sheyla.

p.s I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO THE IMAGE BELOW.



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