When you've lost all faith and all hope, especially when life seems to be toying and messing with your logical and emotional mind, that's when the art of abandonment set in.
How does one feel abandoned? And abandoned by who, whom, what?
You're left feeling very alone, when you've tried your best to be the best person you ever can be but no one is good to you in turn. When you've tried your best in work and is actually confident about it, but the results turn out otherwise, leaving you wondering in turmoil how to really measure your own strength. When the person you trust the most turn on you and force you to listen when you don't believe, not giving you time and giving you more stress.
The Art of Abandonment is as such.
When you look out of the window and used to see snow drifting so elegantly; but now the white innocence is a pure eyesore and a bitter embodiment of loneliness.
When you once looked at a friend you helped so much with happiness and concern, but now look at the same friend with tainted lenses.
When you see the words you loved to read turn cold and dry to read. When you avoid those very words that used to make you smile, and turn to other useless sources to wile time away.
How to heal a person subjected to abandonment?
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