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As long as I can Help

Maybe that's the thing about human being. The neediness in us. We need other people, and others need us. What is the different of being need and being used? How do we differentiate it? Because some people told me, "You just don't give her any chance lah Najwa. She is just using you.".  For me, as long as I'm not depleted, I'm not in harm, and I'm not hurt for what they are asking for, I consider it as 'the need', not 'used'. And yeah, it tend to be quite similar somehow, because the occasion or 'timing' is quite the same. People only come to you when they 'need' something. But are their 'needs' harming you? Can you still cope and help to fulfill their 'need'? Yes. Then it is a 'need', not 'used'. Those people just 'need' you. And do make yourself open for that. Because I do believe, today, someone need you and you open yourself to give, tomorrow, someone else from nowhere will ...

Was once..

I am actually a rebellious person. Who was once sent to a religious school so that my darkest part can be nurtured slowly. I changed, so thus my dark site. They just disappeared and I turned whitish-innocent. I rely on God. Hang on and be so attached to Him. . Until one day He made me met you. A guy from nowhere. I turned greyish. Started to doubt my whitish site. Slowly torturing them with misdemeanor. And everything seems grey,but somehow with guidance, He led me back again to the whitish path. That was only once in awhile. . Standing between two area was overwhelming. You became so confused with each and every choices you've made. Beyond that, you've started to confuse with yourself. Am I white? Or am I really black? And that was terrible. But God knows me better. I should just let the judgement part to Him. Even me can't give a score to myself. #lahaulawalaquwwataillabillah. #wow #Foundbackmywriting #fewyearsback #Drwawa