Name: People Change Like Seasons: Trivial yet Essential Life Chapters (en Inglés)
Price: 87.99 PEN
Availability: InStock
Author: Tahreem
ISBN: 9781543773101

portada People Change Like Seasons: Trivial yet Essential Life Chapters (en Inglés)

Formato

Libro Físico

Autor

Syeda Tahreem Zahra

Editorial

Partridge Publishing Singapore

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

120

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

22.9 x 15.2 x 0.7 cm

Peso

0.19 kg.

ISBN13

9781543773101

Categorías

Autoayuda y desarrollo personal

People Change Like Seasons: Trivial yet Essential Life Chapters (en Inglés)

Syeda Tahreem Zahra (Autor) · Partridge Publishing Singapore · Tapa Blanda

Libro Físico

S/ 87,99

S/ 175,98

Ahorras: S/ 87,99

50% descuento

Envío normal

Origen: Estados Unidos (Costos de importación incluídos en el precio)

Se enviará desde nuestra bodega entre el Lunes 10 de Junio y el Lunes 24 de Junio.

Lo recibirás en cualquier lugar de Perú entre 2 y 5 días hábiles luego del envío.

Reseña del libro "People Change Like Seasons: Trivial yet Essential Life Chapters (en Inglés)"

At first, I thought I finally got over all of those life chapters while writing. But somewhere inside of me I wasn't healed from all of that at all. I don't feel the same anymore. Is It because I finally realized That I've been living for others All this time And not for myself..? Was I living for others and felt happy? Did I not live for myself all this time? It feels like a withdrawal symptom. How long will this last? I want to feel again... Do I have to live for myself for that? But no one has ever taught me how to live. How to love me. I learned how to love others. I learned how to live with others. For others. To make them happy, made me happy. I never learned how to live and love myself. Is that why I'm feeling weird? Because I want to make myself happy? Is that so? I don't feel the same anymore I don't feel different either So, what is this feeling? Is this even a feeling? I don't even know anymore. Is it because of the people I have lived for? For someone like me they'd choose not to die for? Have I lost myself by gaining you?