Start with yourself

Imagine that someone meets you and wants to learn about your past, not to use it against you and punish you with it, but to understand how you needed to be loved in your childhood.

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Thank you😌

[Hb2003]

My past is a dark past I get sad thinking about my childhood

[Hidden in reply to Hb2003]

I really understand what you mean because for me i had a horrible childhood, i hope one day we can be loved the same way we have always dreamed of...

[Hb2003 in reply to Hidden]

I had surgery when I was three and most of my life I got labeled as disabled

[Hidden in reply to Hb2003]

You are not disable you are a beautiful young lady.. I hope u find someone who is truly of your love 😍

[Hb2003 in reply to Hidden]

I have a genetic syndrome ☹️

[Hidden in reply to Hb2003]

Do you know who is referred to as disabled is the people who hurts others with their stupid words, but you aren't a disable you are young lady with special power who can help others feel better 😘 by the way i love your name it's Arabic means a gift from god 🎁❤️

[Hb2003 in reply to Hidden]

Aww thank you 🙏 your very sweet and kind

[Imaaan in reply to Hb2003]

That was a lot to experienced at such a young age. I admire your resilience to fight bitterness and choose to exude happiness/kindness. Moreover its amazing that you spread it to others❤️

[Hb2003 in reply to Imaaan]

Thank you 🙏

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My past is a mixture of both sweet memories and very dark one I seriously in need of forgetting. I just hope the sweet memories outweighs the very dark. What about yours?

[Hidden in reply to Hidden]

My past is also a mix of good days when i play with my friends in the school and me trying to skate in the house, but also i had a really sad days i had to deal with abusive father who would take all his work stress and anger on me i keep remember me hiding in the closet but he sees me and beat me again he would tell me to bring the books to teach me but instead he keep asking me hard questions and everytime i can't answer i get slapped on the face thrown on the bed throwing a chair on me but my mother is the one who would take it all for me. I keep trying to bury this sadness inside me but now and then it come to me in my dreams...

[Hidden in reply to Hidden]

Those are sad days, I guese we all have them. I just wish there'd was a way one could block them but they are constant like a flee. Sorry thou

[Imaaan]

In agreement