As we all know, plenty of aspects of life aren’t very easy to handle. But I learned that through difficulty there is greater strength to gain alongside experience and maturity. Sometimes I wonder why is it that if you are in the middle of one of life’s struggles, it becomes difficult to believe in looking at that bright side. How come the obvious light at the end of the tunnel becomes so faded and unbelievable when one is basking in depression?
It’s quite scary because during this dark time it’s so easy to forget that everything will be okay. What if I become so convinced that the darkness is permanent? What if I become so consumed that I end up killing myself in my blind search for a way out? I am scared whenever I get suicidal moments because I know about not wanting to die.
I am such a weakling for not handling artist criticisms well. For allowing such insightful commentation to affect me so much that I enhance the way I beat myself up. Perfectionism isn’t healthy. I’ve tried so hard to do something about my low self-esteem but at the end of the day all the bricks I’ve built up come crashing down due to one little disagreeing opinion. People have opinions, it is normal. Why am I so affected?
I hate myself so much for not having the strength to keep my peace of mind even during storms. I hate myself for trying to be perfect when perfection is just a myth created by a history of awe towards things that didn’t have any other word to describe with.
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I think the biggest problem today is most people are trying to be someone else, someone they are not.
You are who you are. You have a right to be here. You can tweak a little here and there to improve but not a hell of a lot.
Accept yourself. You don’t have to be or please others. Everybody has positives and negatives. Everybody. Tweak the negatives if you can, but don’t focus on them. Find and focus on the positives.
Don’t try to be someone you are not. There be demons.
Thank you so much for reminding me on what I should be focusing on. Since I often forget to add acceptance of self, it is good to be reminded just as often.
This is very insightful and helps a lot. I’ll do my best to follow your advice on how to handle positivity and negativity too. Thank you!
I know who I am. I’m a good person caught up in shit I never wanted. Be that shit given to me by life or people it’s not how I wanted it. It just isn’t. I treated some of the men I met so well and genuinely felt for them. I showed this through ACTION. But they showed how valueless I was through ACTION. There’s no point, there’s no use in trying. I know this now more than I ever have. Yet at the same time I know how good I could be for the right person…but that person is gone, and so am I…and that’s ok. I can go leave this world. Leave it knowing I tried and that I even made a difference to some people. But I know I can let go and leave life knowing that really nothing good is ever going to happen. My ex bf is THE only person who could resurrect any faith and hope but that’s just a dream, a dead dream. When your dream dies, so do you.
It’s saddening to see one so passionate about their dreams be reduced to one who doesn’t want to ever try to dream again.
If you ever decide to try again. This time, be prepared not only for the good times but also the bad times. We all experience both, but it’s possible to cave into the limelight of the dream, so much so that it becomes unbelievable for things to ever go wrong; so when it goes wrong we are in darkness, the light is gone, and we were not prepared.
Not really. When your dream dies, you have two options, at least. Die or find another dream.
Life is not just one shot. Unless you wish to make it so. And I have no problem if that is the case. I’m not saying you have to live.
But I need to point out that life goes in cycles. There’s not just one dream, one shot. I’ve had many.