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Her Red Scarf I remember that day in the park, the yellow, red, and brown leaves had piled up as autumn continued to progress. She was wearing a white shirt and a large red scarf. Her hair was up. The air held the certain type of cold that cuts to the bone, but she seemed unfazed. I marveled at the otherworldly woman who had come into my life. She really was something...Her Red Scarf by *NatalieLIVES
I remember the time when she first held my hand. I could feel each of the individual limbs that were her cold, thin fingers clasped around my nervous, sweaty right hand. She always had so much confidence, while I was a lost cause when it came to social interaction.
I remember that night the power went out. She laughed about it as if it were incredibly funny, but I was simply to preoccupied with finding the damn flahlight to see the humor in it. She got out my old set of Jenga and persauded me to play with her. When the tower of uniform rectangular blocks would fall to the ground, she'd drop to the floor and fumble around in co
|"I spent so long feeling guilty, feeling ashamed of my sadness, and you know what? It just made me sadder. You are allowed to be sad, you are allowed to be angry, you're allowed to be depressed. We all deserve to feel our own sadness in our own time.|
Something you will have heard before - you deserve to be happy. That, of course, is not always easy to hear, especially in the depths of depression - so let me add something. You deserve to be happy - but you don't have to be happy right now or all the time.
It is okay to be sad, it's okay to not be ready to be happy yet. One day you will be ready to recover - that day doesn't have to be today or even tomorrow, as long as you know and trust me that it will come.
It's okay not to be okay."
"Wouldn't it be sad if a child's pool were enough to imprison you?"
“Everyone makes mistakes. The wise are not people who never make mistakes, but those who forgive themselves and learn from their mistakes.”