29/05/2026
So pop hierdie foto by "On this day 2012" memories op.
Een van my gunsteling fotos, maar 'n oomblik van die seerste seisoen & lelikste weergawe van my ...
Toe ek elke Vrydag vroeg klaar gewerk het & die middag "self-care pamper-Vrydae" kon bekostig.
Mooi van buite steek die stukkend binne weg. Letsels wat pleisters nie gesond maak nie, maar "perfekte selfie-smiles" steek die trane darem goed genoeg weg. Omring deur vriende by partydjies, maar alleen in my diepate binneste - Waar PTSD homself kom tuis maak het.
As ek nou voor híérdie "ek" kon staan, sou ek sê:
"Dear me."
You gotta do what you do and let them do what they do.
If they talk about Jesus, you know they'll talk about you.
Let them get mad when you walk,
And get mad when you talk,
But just keep walking on.
Let them say what they're gonna say,
But they won't say it to your face.
They'd rather talk behind your back,
Spreading lies instead of stating facts.
But that's cool, play it smooth.
You don't have to move like they do.
You gotta walk and let them talk.
It isn't action, it's just yapping.
Just a lot of your own friends,
Steadily hating and capping.
They don't talk like you talk.
They can't do it like you do it,
So they're gonna hate you anyway.
Live your life the way you're gonna live it.
Hold your head up; don't be ashamed.
When you're moving toward something better,
All they're gonna say is that you've changed.
When you stumble, just know that you will make it through.
So just keep walking.
