I haven't been myself lately.

I feel guilty for feeling down when I have so much to be thankful for.

Moping and dwelling on things doesn't work, so I'm picking myself up by my own underwear strap and marching forward.

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.