I have anxiety…………i feel like that wall flower that no one ever notices just standing there as everyone passes me by.I wold like to blame everyone for not noticing me , but can i really.

I sit here in the middle of the crowed and every thing seems to be going OK everyone seems to be having a good time , but what about me

so its not anxiety i feel its the stench of fear   but no one seems to notice, or are they just ignoring .so  sit quietly  in the corner and and observe like i usually do.I want to laugh like they do,dance like they do ,live like they do, but what can i do .

I constantly  live with the anguish that i will always be on the outside looking in ,like a bird that wants shelter but can only stand in the rain.



A Thousand Splendid Suns

khaled hosseini

i absolutely love this book

this book is simply one of a kind , it is written with so much honesty

the characters in the book seem so real to me i feel their pain , i cry with them and i hope with them . i feel every moment of fear they have and celebrate the joy that they accomplish .

this book is more than what words can describe the simplest word i can use is beautiful because the book truly is beautiful.

it speaks about war, education, love, family, religion, gender equality and so much more .


the past held only wisdom that love was a damaging mistake and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.

she wished for so much in those final moments, yet as she closed her eyes it was not regret any longer but a sensation of abundant peace that washed over her.She thought of her entry  into the world , the harami child of a lowly villager, an unintended thing a pitiable, regrettable accident. a weed and yet she was leaving the world as a woman who had loved and been loved back. she was leaving it as a friend, companion, a guardian , a mother. a person of consequence at last no it was not bad……this was a legitimate end to a life of illegitimate belongings.