(from Harry’s POV)
I’m more than familiar with the word compromise (more than you think).
From compromising that my chance to a normal life was ruined to compromising each day every day staying with my family.
But I try to make the best out of it by living in my world, which tbh is my happy place that I escape to and love.
I try to communicate and say things, but as a wise person once said (my therapist), you can only communicate, don’t expect change.
Some things I say unfortunately gets sucked by the black hole and no one knows where it goes. I’ve somehow made peace with that, like every other thing in my life which is out of my hands.
I try to hold on dearly to the things which brighten my day though, like the little joys and memories.
When a famous celebrity takes credit for my words by saying it was taught to her by her parents or when people I follow talk to me without really talking to me, I do stumble on my steps for a second and then I remember who I am, what I’m doing and I stay true to myself.
I do have some flaws and I hate to be put under the magnifying glass, analyzed and studied like I’m not a living breathing human who has a say in things happening to her but a flying saucer from space.
I wish and hope each day and keep God close to me.
Because to keep existing these are the essentials.
rachana rajan <3 