Repressing your being, your passions and your melancholy is the greatest pain you can have as a human being. I have learned a lot, I have learned that sadness is necessary. Sadness is part of us.
I've learned that it's okay to feel empty, it's okay not to be okay, it's okay to be sad without pretending so as not to make others unhappy, that's okay.
It's okay to cry, it's okay to get angry in front of everyone, it's okay to scream, it's okay to throw it all down and then fix it, it's okay to quit a job, it's okay to take a year or two in which you don't know what to do, it's okay to be there and not be there.
It's okay to be different, it's okay to have different tastes, it's okay to burn for something that can do you more harm than good, it's also okay to choose the easy way and sit down or on the contrary, choose the hardest one and fight. It is part of the path.
The meaning of life is understanding what we are, what we want and knowing how to fill the gaps that we carry inside, knowing how to embrace our dark sides.
I made friends with my sadness and I learned that similar people, among themselves, do not add it up but cancel it. This is why we bind ourselves to souls more than to people, because when people like this meet, the mutual sadness (no longer having to keep company with them, which are two of them) begin to talk about their own affairs, begin to open up, begin to build something and finally feel at home.
You will finally be yourself forever.

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