Hi lovelies,

Hope your all doing okay. Its me again! I barely find time for myself these days but I promise I am trying my very best. Love ya all. So here comes another post!❤️

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So... I don't even know what to write. Usually, it's me opening this post and then staring at any empty space for a few minutes and then figuring out what to write and of course, I edit my things 1982903759 times to make sure nothing is wrong (excuse my exaggeration)...... You see being a writer is like staring at an empty space for a long time.

Also I was looking at my old posts from this space and then I started comparing it to other spaces (I know its dangerous but I did it for a good reason....So i can improve the way I am. ) and then I started to doubt myself. But then again, we learn alot of things in life, but one thing we should all learn is appreciating ourselves. Because my writing and my words are just as beautiful as I think they are. This is not the main topic of this post by the way, just a random thought.❤️

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So.. You may have noticed my long chunky posts have disappeared. Not like I will not write those anymore but like..... I will be doing less of those. They just make this space look less attractive and just a huge piece of *** and my writing doesn't even make sense to me at times. So yes, from now on I am just making posts that are sharp and easy to read! Don't want to make anyone's life harder (unless I have to write something chunky in which I will....)❤️

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So for most of my time away from this space. The only thing that's on my mind is stress and worry... And I see the same for many other people actually. We stress and worry for the smallest things in life..... Its quiet normal. Its what we humans do half of our lives. Worrying. Stressing. But I promise you this time will pass. Just relax. Deep breaths. Drink some water..You can do this! ❤️

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"Its so hard to be noticed when you talk about different things... or feel different from everyone else" @amiablebunny4016

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Notice: For anyone who wants to be disrespectful towards me (this has happened rarely, but yeah just a reminder for those who do it) 7cups is not the right place to do it. I may be what everyone calls "oversensitive" but I am not any of those things you tell me I am. I am not dramatic. I have had enough verbal abuse in my life and of course, I do not need any more of it. Darling, we are not living in that time anymore where you can just hurt people and they will forget about it. Think before you act. Think before you say anything. Words hurt. So make them not hurt. Start creating kindness and love. It's better than me wasting my time trying to write why I don't deserve verbal abuse. Because you know why? I am me. And I won't change because of anyone else.

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Again, for those who join my positivity sessions (nearly everyday😂) thank you so much for making it special! I really appreciate all your contributions and support! I think I should be giving credit to my co-hosts : @Fristo @TabbyCat97❤️

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Yeah , no other crap you all need to hear. Thats all I have. I cant think of crap thats inspirational. But yeah, hope you enjoyed reading lovelies. Feel free to vent in here. I don't mind!

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Bunny

Hey, hey,

Hope your all ok🌻 Just gonna share a little something that was on my mind...

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Who am I in everyone else's eyes?

Tw/mentions of bullying , abuse....

I made a very short post earlier in this forum about how everyone sees the world in a different lens. Perhaps you see me as a kind, caring person or maybe you see me as a scary/mean person. Sometimes the environment around us can affect the way we see people and the world. Different perspectives. Other times, it's not the environment. It's just out mindset or the way we think.

Often, I wonder. I wonder how people see the world. Do you see society as a positive aspect? I'm more focused on the problems of society and you all often see this in my posts. I can't get a balance of positive and negative in my life. Moreover, this could be the way I was treated in the past or how my environment has affected me to see the world that way. I don't exactly know why. The psychological reasons are endless. My own explanation to my thoughts is simply: I talk about the reality of society. Just the truth. Because bullying, abuse, racism and all the problems in society are not fake. They are not a lie.

But is my explanation truly enough to explain the psychological meaning to how I see the world?

Perspective is truly a weird thing. The way we see the world. The way I see. I may see the world in a different lens.

Same goes with ourselves. The way we see ourselves. Let's take this example:

My mom always used to tell me I was 'useless' or didn't deserve a life. I'm not gonna explain exactly but you can try imagine what verbal abuse is like. I ended up believing her. Believing everything she said. (This is true, I did believe her). After that I started self harming and every time I saw myself in a mirror I felt different and ugly.

Now this is an example of how our environment can affect the way we see ourselves too. Of course our environment is not the only factor of seeing the world negatively or positively. Some people are so positive about the world and society but others see it differently. There are people who see a balance of both.

Perspective is a strange idea 💡 perspective can be defined in alot of different ways. Of course, it's completely valid to see the world in a different way. Although, perspective and how we see others can harm. For example,

My bullies always judged me by first look and told me I was ugly. Now of course this may be just their insecurities some may argue. But the lens they see the world or 'me' in has made me feel worse about how I look (considering this is all that happend to me in the past 8 years)

So they have used their perspective and opinions to hurt my feelings.

Of course this is a very weird topic but I hope you enjoyed reading and I hope this twists your brain a bit.

Love,

Bunny 🌻❤️

hey,

hope your all doing okay. this is just more poetry. Tw/abandonment, blood, death idk just a truly triggering poem.

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You said you would never hurt me.

You said you would never leave me.

You said that you would stay with me.

But then there came a day...

A day so strong, so hurtful...

that you left me.

And I stood.

In the middle of the battle ground.

Alone.

You left me to suffer.

And if I died.....

You probably would have thrown a party.

Your lucky I am still alive.

For every word you said.

For every action you did.

You cut deep down inside me....

My heart bleeds till this day.

And all you did....

Was sit and watch.

Watch me cry.

Watch me scream.

Watch me fall to the ground on me knees.......

But one day....

When your in my shoes.

Would you call for me?

Would you ask for my help?

You let go of me.

And you left me.

But let me save you.

I don't want you to fall into the trap I fell in.

The shadows of my past follow me.

Till this very day......

Stay safe my friend.

But do not follow me......

When you left me in the war I fought.

For I shall walk alone in this path.

And I fell to my knees once again....

And I screamed in the pain.

Screaming for life to end this.

But life was a war...

And now its my battle to fight.

And my problems to face.

Bunny

heyyy,

hope your all doing okayyyy.

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I dont even know what im supposed to write lol

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how is everyone doing?

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to be honest I cant answer that question myself so you can skip

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Ill go now i guess.

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Bunny

hey,

hope your all doing okay.

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*sighs* here is another poem. i have nothing to do right now so lets write about loneliness. and yes this poem has a tw: loneliness

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I sat in the room.

Lights turned off.

Everything a mess.

Clothes scattered across the ground.

ripped up pages flood the room.

Pages written.

written fear.

written hurt.

written poetry.

A small glimmer of light peeks in through the window.

I pick up pieces of paper....

wet.....

wrinkled...

ripped apart....

wet from my tears.

and i sit there.

waiting.

waiting for someone to sit beside me.

waiting for the world to care about me.

waiting.....

watching.....

and I stare out of the window.

The trees stand still.

Stillness.

And just like the dark room....

The dark world surrounds me.

I close my eyes.

And all i felt....

was fear.

was pain.

was hurt.

was anger.

and in a blink of an eye....

the world goes dark.

and it leaves a mark in my heart.

i played my part.

now its time for the end....

i close my eyes.

and I slept there...

in the darkness of the room.

in peace.

Alone.

Bunny

Hi,

People seem to love my poetry so lets write about TCR because its fun (teen community room)

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Dear teenies

To my dear teenie friends,

for all you did.

for all the fun and games we had.

for all we wished for.

for every time we cried and sighed.

for every time we laughed and giggled..

Played games.

nommed cookies

and had our comfy hugs

for every time we had our fun icebreakers.

and shared online snacks that I wish were real.

For all we did together.

For every time we struggled.

For every time we had a joke.

For every time you dear teenies were there,

thank you.

because it means the world to me

that such people like you all exist.

because you all are my friends.

thank you for every word you said.....

for every encouraging word.

for every hug.

for everything.

For every time the mod told us off

for being naughty.

for small things.

I still appreciate you for you.

Thank you dear teens.

I love you all.

We are together!

we are teen community room!

welcome in newbie,

this is teen community room,

we are a family.

we are 1.

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Thank you dear teenies for every thing you did.

Tagging people who wanted me to write a poem for tcr/or want to read

@Nomifordays @mysteriousClover @Jefferythebunny319

Bunny

For my dear bullies this is for you:

You told me.......

You told me I was worthless.

You told me I was unseen.

Unheard.

Unloved.

You told me I was stupid.

You told me I didn't know anything.

You told me you hated me.

You told me everything you wished to tell me.

Now its my turn to tell you what I need to tell you.

Where you put me....

I was already in.

I was drowning too.

I know love.

Life is hard.

Life is ***

But what was the need?

It was like you planted a seed.

A seed in my heart.

And it grew and it grew..

It kept growing.

And then one day....

I found thorns in that plant.

And they pricked me.

do you see?

No you don't.

You do not see inside of me.

You do not see what happend to me.

You do not see or hear me.

You do not understand me.

You do not know me.

So why judge a person you don't know?

The times I felt so low.....

And you know what?

Its not your fault.

So you keep going.

And life keeps flowing.

Thank you.

For telling me who I am.

Introduce yourself.

Who are you?

I promise I won't judge.

Instead, I will hug you.

Bunny

Heya,

hope your all doing okay!

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Never forgotten- Poem- memories of my childhood - by @amiablebunny4016 (Me!)

Those days were never forgotten..

Where I would stroll across the banks of the river.

Where I would run around the busy, bustling playground on the school site.

Where I would hug my brother and give him the love he wanted.

That he so dearly deserved.

Because if we were both unloved....

By the people who were supposed to care about us.....

all we can do...

was to love each other.

I remember the days I would stumble across the beautiful forests and trees.

When I sat in my room in the darkness of the world.

The memories float in the clear water.

I watch each memory go by.

Why?

Why does time go so fast?

Why cannot my childhood come back?

Why cannot I be my 8 year old self again?

I want to go back in time.....

and show people who i really was meant to be.

free.

me.

the world.

And I paint my picture of the world.

Colours.

Green, orange, blue and purple and pink and black and grey........

I paint my pictures of people who I loved and cared about.

Paint the picture of my life and me.

I look closely and look at the small details of my life.....

How beautiful the world really was.

And then I step back ......

I take a look at the whole picture.

But the painting isn't the same.

When I looked close.....

It looked colourful and full of joy and light.

The canvas was no longer the boring white.

But when I step back....

The dark colours appear.

The darkness of life.

The painting I created.....

was not the joy of life.

and the happiness and the laughter.

It was my trauma.

My hurt.

My pain.

This is who I was.

This is who I am.

This is who I will always be.

Bunny