That woman thinks that it will be easier if she’s not herself. She will know what to do, what not to do, what to think, and what not to think. She never listens to herself, all those advices have been said but never been heard.
That woman tries to see herself as someone else. She takes pity on her, she pours much empathy and much more sympathy, but she can’t do anything for her.
She thinks it will be easier if she’s not herself, she will be able to force her to do what needs to be done, to say the words that need to be spoken, to let go what’s not meant to be, to hold on what’s too precious to lose. It’s herself whom she never listens.
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