You're Not Enough And That's Okay Mga Nobela at Kwento

#songs #AdamLambert. - Better than I know myself #TheScript #Army of angels Clara I'm not perfect .I've always said that; perfection isn't perfection unless there are imperfections visible... So we are all imperfectly perfect . There are some moments in life when you feel undeserving of what you have or like a total loser.I've had many of those days and weeks ,when I sometimes feel like I'm not being a good enough mother to my son , or perfect wife to my husband . When you wake up in the morning and wish you could fall back to sleep cause you hate feeling like you are failing at a role you should perfectly fit into cause you've had enough practice, however you still feel like you are always

I’m not free yet. Thanks for reading :)

I wasn’t okay. Not yet. But I wasn’t alone either. And that… that mattered more than I could ever say

she asked. I nodded in reply and dropped the fork on to the table top once again. "It's okay not to be okay." she said. "What?" I asked, surprised by her words. "It's fine to admit that you are not okay when you're not okay. It doesn't make you look or sound less stronger than you actually are. On the contrary, admitting that you're not feeling okay actually makes you look stronger- it can even sometimes make you feel stronger." she explained. "Really?" I asked.

She muttered. “What things?” “Like carrying me to my room, helping me with Nary, an…and making me tea. You don’t like me after all and even if you do, I’m not enough. I’m never enough.” “What the fuck you’re saying? Who said that to you?” “You’ll only use me and throw me away. That is because I’m not good enough, no one will be able to like me genuinely and it’s better off I stay alone.” Spencer rolled his eyes as he sat on the bed, his body to her. “I’m not using you. No one is using anyone here. And who says you’re not enough for me?”

"I hope that will be enough. That I will be enough, at least for you." . . . ________________

“You’re right. I did, Henry. I really loved you. “But I’m not a toy. I’m a person. “What made you think you could take my love for granted? That you could hurt me over and over again, and I’d just take it? “What made you think that after all the pain you caused, you could just say ‘I love you’ and I’d come running back to you like a fool?”

But no longer falling apart. And that was enough – for now. Oof. Now, what to do?

“For some, being complete is the end goal. But for me... I’m okay with being incomplete, as long as I am with you. That would be enough to make me happy.” Rosa shook her head, feeling a suffocating sense of frustration. His words were heavy, sounding like a beautiful philosophy that she simply couldn't afford to believe in. “Please...” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I... I can’t...” “I said there is no pressure, Rosa,” he murmured, quickly sensing her distress and discomfort. “It’s okay to be enough for yourself. In fact, it’s brave. And it is perfectly okay if you can’t return the feelings I have for you. I’m not asking for a trade.”

Focused. Not anxious. Not waiting. Just… here. And for now, that’s enough.