Friday, March 16, 2012

The Importance Of Breaking Things And People






















Just so you know, there are certain people who were put here to break you.

So you could learn how to pull yourself back together again.

20 comments:

Aya adel said...

Hey! First to comment YAAY!, lol!
Well I agree!
and Can I say that it is great to comment again?!,, Keep it up!,, U inspire me ;)

AllieEvans said...

I wrote this yesterday, and thank you for somehow mirroring my thought and reading into my soul.

"I wish I could bottle all of your hatred for me. As much as you have beat me down in the past, it is this hatred that gets me through the day. It pushes me to take everything to the next level, push harder and continue to never, never give up on my hopes and dreams. I shall take this moment to thank you, from the very bottom of my heart."

eeMintaka said...

@AllieEvans

I am glad to see someone else gaining power from a bad situation. My break up was the best thing that ever happened to me.

Anonymous said...

Pulling yourself back together feels so great that you wonder who are the brave ones willing to let themselves get hurt in their heart for this ultimate meaning.

Martial Arts is the best thing that ever happened to me. And I've been through a lot. Mentally and Physically they break me, just for me to pull myself up to the next leven.

Anonymous said...

Giving anonymous back her voice was the best thing you could have ever done since you wrote that book.

Jennifer Richelle said...

I am so excited to see the comments back : ) Definitely going to fill them with positive vibrations!

Anonymous said...

Certain people, even your own parents? Who are supposed to unconditionally love you for who you are and always support you in whatever you do? No one told me. I guess I had to learn it the hard way, despite what people normally say about parents.

Anonymous said...

Basically, I didn't think parents would be included in 'certain people'.

Debie Grace said...

Perfect words to where I am situated right now. Thank you.

Anonymous said...

thankyou for allowing your readers to comment once again. Reading them is just as enjoyable and important to me as reading your posts <3

Anonymous said...

My real family is the world :)

Nelle said...

Dear Me,

I'm glad we can talk again. I miss you.

I too, have learned the art of pulling myself back together when all my being was collapsing into a pile of debris. It took a lot of praying, a lot of repeating "You will get through this, you will get through this," conjuring up all my strength to keep my body and mind functioning...

Nothing ever made me stronger than being broken by certain people.

Love,
Nelle.

caroline. said...

It is inevitable that you meet these 'certain people'. Embrace them, welcome them, even if they bring you pain. You'll learn to thank them later, when the tears subside.

Anonymous said...

Sometimes, it's worst, when no one one comes. Sometimes I just want someone to interact with. Even if its their only intention to break me

sweet pea. said...

oh my, you put comments back!!! excitiiiing!!!!!!

i love this one, its one of my favorites.

Anonymous said...

So he passed me by,
I didn't exist in that room,
I didn't exist for him
and that broke me.

The only good thing about being broken down is the chance to construct yourself once more, steadier and stronger.

Anonymous said...

Ah just like Humpty Dumpty ... too bad he was not put back together again.

Anonymous said...

Love this! Your words are so inspiring. I look forward to reading your blog every day!

turtlenotes said...

I love this!

Anonymous said...

And when you can't pull yourself back together? When you can't get back up? What then?