Tag: love

  • I loved it so much that I always did more than I was supposed to

    I loved it so much that I always did more than I was supposed to

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    After my service, I realized that I want to give my kids the extra support and love that some kids lack at home when I am a teacher. I would like my classroom to be an open and welcoming place.

    https://ashleyintrotoeductaion.wordpress.com/2022/03/29/service-learning-reflection

    image source: https://www.ncesd.org/staff-directory/ashley-curtin

  • I want to trust that everything will be good again

    I want to trust that everything will be good again

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    As I see the outside world and the people that do things that aren’t good and never have to struggle with anything, it sure makes you question WHY? Maybe it’s just ME. I’m thankful for everyday, don’t get me wrong. I want to be happy, I want to see the lesson, I want to know what it’s teaching me. I want ME back.

    https://caregiverforlife.car.blog/2022/01/20/me-3
  • I want to fall in love once again and this time, maybe Forever

    I want to fall in love once again and this time, maybe Forever

    Keywords: Life , musings , bloggerlife , Life Lessons , lovestory , Readergram , Women Writers , Writersgram

    When I was down with fever, I always thought, “What if I died alone in an apartment?” My soul kept screaming that, “You would die after hearing those magical words, never lose hope.” I want to trust my heart even though it was sedated that night. I want to be someone’s forever in this world full of “Maybe.” Love as magical as it sounds, can be my cause of loneliness. Love as joyful as it sounds, might break my strength. Maybe someday, someone would save my drowning soul. Maybe I get to hear my share of “I love you.” At the end of my story, there will always be a “Maybe.”

    https://nidhantrika07.wordpress.com/2022/01/18/maybe-forever
  • We love each other

    We love each other

    I myself have come up with a hypothesis. I did this more or less by myself — and of course if you are familiar with my own ideas related to environment, habitat and so on, then you will take that remark about my own (singular) behavior with a grain of salt. 😉

    Why do I want to underscore my own quasi “singularity” this way? Because I want to contrast my own behavior with the plurality of lovers — which is precisely my hypothesis: love is a plural behavior. All participants in a loving relationship realize that it is based on the mutual recognition that the “other(s)” in the relationship both derive satisfaction from appreciating the other(s), but also derive satisfaction from pleasing one another. This activates not only so-called “mirror neurons” but also feeds the narcissistic hunger for self-worth (and via a positive self-image also ultimately contributes towards a positive and a positively meaningful self-actualisation — i.e. in the context of others).

    It’s just a hypothesis. If it were something more, then I might be more confident in following it up. But since I have no shortcomings about confidence in my own ideas, I will follow up as if it were something more.

    Thus, therefore, … When someone says “I love you”, they take reciprocation as given. Whether or not this reciprocation actually exists needs to be determined. And perhaps such reciprocity needs to be developed over time. We do not normally move from a blank slate to full-on love at first sight. Such fantasies exist primarily because they seem extreme (i.e. fantastic) … almost like ideal states.

    In real life love is only gradually proven.

    PS: featured image adapted from “Banksy Girl and Heart Balloon” CC0 image (see credit via openverse.org below)

    Banksy Girl and Heart Balloon” by – Dom – is marked with CC0 1.0.

  • I am broken. I am tired of pain. I am tired of feeling so hurt. I want to be whole again.

    I am broken. I am tired of pain. I am tired of feeling so hurt. I want to be whole again.

    Keywords: broken , heart , hurt , love , pain

    I want to be a masterpiece. I want to be loved by someone who thinks all of time stands still when looking into my eyes. I’m tired of pouring what little I have left into people who don’t appreciate me. I am ready to be full of life and joy and laughter. I want peace. I want to see the light. I want to be everything to someone. I want to be special. I want someone to beg for me to stay instead of asking me to leave. I want someone to fight for me and cherish me. I want someone to treasure me and value me. To truly love and want me. I want to be whole and I don’t want to do it alone.

    https://explainmythoughts.wordpress.com/2015/07/11/37
  • Daddy, Mummy I want Bunny … I want to go home … Help me

    Daddy, Mummy I want Bunny … I want to go home … Help me

    Keywords: corona-virus , covid-19 , family , health care , writing , bloganuary , covid , pandemic , polio , toy

    I don’t remember the next several months other than visits through the window and people in white, wearing masks, doing things to me. There were periods in a whirlpool tub where a nurse held me while the water moved around me and someone else moved my legs. There was another room where we went to do more exercises, and someone else moved my scrawny legs.

    https://imagesbyceci.com/2022/01/04/first-love
  • I want to do all these things but they never seem to come true

    I want to do all these things but they never seem to come true

    Keywords: Life

    I’m so hard on myself. Maybe that’s my biggest issue. I only point out all that I and others lack. What could be better. Instead of appreciating what is already. I love myself. I love you. I love how you are always trying to make me feel good. Taking care of my every need. Protecting me from me. Nourishing me body and soul.

    https://kambitions.wordpress.com/2021/08/31/confessions-of-a-24-year-old-dreamer
  • I want to have down time and too much stimulation sends me into a ball of stress and anxiety

    I want to have down time and too much stimulation sends me into a ball of stress and anxiety

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    I want to fall hopelessly and relentlessly in love with someone and I want them to feel the same about me. Sometimes I think that maybe I deserve to be this lonely all the time because I did some horrible awful in a past life or even in this one. I don’t know! I know that I have wanted nothing but to feel loved in this life and so far I haven’t felt it. People always say but you have your kids. That isn’t the same. I want someone to touch me and have it feel like they never want to let me go. I want someone to look at me like I am the reason the sun shines and I can look at them with that same feeling. I want to be held and kept safe. I want someone to do random romantic cheesey things for me without me having to tell the. Lastly I want someone to take care of my heart like it’s a most precious thing in the world to them.

    https://belladonna1976dotcom.wordpress.com/2018/01/07/i-want
  • Living my life the way I want to by doing what I love when I want to

    Living my life the way I want to by doing what I love when I want to

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    At first, I honestly did not know what I wanted to do a year and a half ago when I was just having a normal day at home watching tv in my room. The day that I figured out what I wanted to do was the most amazing day of my life because I made my dreams come true.At first, I honestly did not know what I wanted to do a year and a half ago when I was just having a normal day at home watching tv in my room. The day that I figured out what I wanted to do was the most amazing day of my life because I made my dreams come true.

    https://desimarie97.wordpress.com/2021/12/17/building-my-business-from-the-ground-up
  • I wanted to have fun and enjoy the remaining life

    I wanted to have fun and enjoy the remaining life

    Keywords: motivational , my art , my emotions , my retirement , wellness

    So, instead of sitting at home and feeling sorry for myself, I decided to change my interest and follow my passion.

    https://retiredkalam.com/2023/06/29/how-i-changed-after-retirement