Life Through The Eyes of Stacy

So frightened to fall in love. I'd rather fall from a window sill then the ledge his smile is dragging me toward... Rather have pain in my entire body than feel that glorious warmth and safeness that he has placed in my heart with his words. Every time he breathes my name, and every single time he doesn't I go from happy to sad and back again. I am losing the fight, the war my heart is raging against my body. God,give me the strength,~ The ability to withstand the way I melt into slush and puddles at his feet. I would rather drown in a lake full of water than spend another second bathing in the pools of his eyes. I am a fool sitting here smiling every time his face flits through my memory. I want to take that image and lock it up, No~Tear it up! Burn it. His presence has a hold over me and is keeping me tied to his wrists, his lips,his.... No more! I would rather cry... Rather be alone and lonely than to ever tell him how I've loved hi...

~I think we all have heard that research has proved that babies feel loved more when a parent gently rubs their back,stomach or massages their arms and legs.To a baby who is put into a NICU (unit for babies born prematurely with breathing and/or other problems), interaction with their parent(s) is vital to their self-esteem, feelings of security and all future intimate relationships. A baby that is not loved, touched,hugged and kissed is most likely to suffer problems interacting through their lives.That is why doctors and nurses especially encourage parents to hug, snuggle or gently rub their babies skin.The human touch for a baby is as important as food; it's nourishment to a growing soul to be touched and to be loved. So why would it be any different to that soul as we become even older? Touch is communication without words. If someone wants to show a friend that they care often the first thing most people want to do is hug them. When people on line want to reach out to another ...

Yesterday I met someone who is a lot like me. She has suffered much of the same abuse and self-doubt through her life. Reading her words was like reading my own. I wanted to ease her pain, to tell her that things would get better and that she was going to surely find a way through this dark,deep depression...And I realized as I wrote those words to her, as I said what I could to try to comfort my new friend, that I was also trying to comfort myself . And like she said as I myself have said so many times before, no one else can make another human feel better or make the future look like something worthy of the time and people and the parts of oneself they have lost~No one else in this entire world can take the pain,the loss and the sadness away, It is all in our own hands to find away to fight through the constant destruction and mess that is our hurt to find the light of hope. And there it is...The truth. I have been reaching out for someone, anyone, to hold onto. I've been looki...