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What is the meaning of a group actually? Does living in a group making you feel better? Or does it make you feel that you are not needed? A group is defined as two or more people who interact with one another, share similar characteristics, and collectively have a sense of unity. But what if a group that you’re part of is actually the wrong group?

Okay, we need to live in a group. But it doesn’t mean that we have to trust each of them. You can’t trust people, even your family members. No one can be trusted, ever. You never know what things they’ll do. One day they can help you and make you as the happiest person on earth, but the other day they can break you down and make you feel like living in hell.

So, who can we trust?

It’s simple.

You can only trust yourself and God, no matter what beliefs that you believe.

A little cliché, but that’s the truth. When you know that God is living in your heart, when you know that God loves you more than anyone else, you know that you are not alone. Have a trust on Him and He’ll help you through the people that He sent – your group.

He sends rocks to our life. He tests our patience, but He knows our limits. All we can do is face it with opened hand.

As I said before, you can’t trust anyone. People comes and goes, it’s just a cycle of life. No one stays. Nothing is lasting forever. They leave you behind, make you feel unwanted, make you feel not worth it, and so on.

You need to be independent. You can’t rely, trust, nor depend to anyone, ever – if you don’t want to feel sad of course. You are more than anything that you could ever imagine. You are stronger every time you got hit by the rocks. Your tears are your superpower. Your pains are your medicine. You are needed. You are worth it. Who says that they can make you feel inferior? Fuck up with their thoughts. Fuck up with their judgments. Fuck up with their mean words.

Ketergantungan sama orang itu nggak enak, seriously.


Everybody just so fucked up today.

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