Dear myself,

Today I found another brokenhearted person. We, that person and I, talked about how shitty we felt, and how we became unable to do anything for a while. And yet, we smiled when we talked. It felt good. Sharing a bit of the burden did help. And it felt good that someone felt similar like what I had experienced.

Myself, you knew how it was. You knew how it was so painful. It felt like your chest was being ripped apart, your heart was pulled out, and then your heart was stabbed here and there many times, and was put back inside.

But this person did feel the same thing. This person we just met today, felt the same thing. And somehow, it felt... relieving. That there was someone out there who felt like we did. That we were not alone.

God, thank You that You allowed me to meet this person today.



PS - For someone who posted about the karma:
No, I don't believe in karma. But what I know is that a consequence exists for every action that you do. You may label it as karma, and I may label it as consequence. What I know is that God judges every action fairly.

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