Category: Diaries of an Empath

Broken from: Diaries of an Empath  I remember the beginning of all of it, how he made me feel so special. No one has ever really seen me like this, understood me, saw my potential, believed in me. I mean I had people around me who loved me, people who have seen me, believed some in me, but the way he did was just out of this world, it was not something I have experienced… Continue reading Broken

The Questions from: Diaries of an Empath  I see the million questions in their eyes, especially those who I open up to, those who, as far as I know, care. A sense of wondering about what my pain really is. Because to them it makes no sense, how can I be in so much pain, what is it that is causing me to experience this amount of pain. Usually they refrain from asking, and some eventually… Continue reading The Questions