Error 404 Matured
Just a mistake.
A f*cking accident, according to my parents.
For my mother, I should never have been born.
For my father, however, it is as if I did not exist.
I stopped engaging in sports and studying a lot because no first place on the podium and no A in the subjects will ever be enough for the others.
What's the point of putting your all into it if no one recognizes your value?
What's the point of living intensely every day if no one shares it with you?
What is the point of feeling emotions if they are never reciprocated?
Now, in front of the wide open window, I no longer see any errors.
Only freedom
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Comments (13)
Such a powerful msg in a beautiful piece of writing… well done
2 years ago
Beautifully written WD 👏 especially last line.
2 years ago
Loved it! Especially the last line. ❤ It is afterall expectation of reciprocation that creates all the trouble. Finally, no error, only freedom. Kudos to you for writing so beautifully! 👏
2 years ago
Why is this so relatable 😌 For some people we do so much and yet you don’t even get the respect or value you deserve. Amazing one Paro 👏🏽 Keep going 🤩
2 years ago
I consider this piece of writing is an extraordinary fictional device which we can call as a stream of consciousness and also an interior monologue, which needs expertise and total authority over the expressiveness, which is abundant in this piece of writing.
2 years ago
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