Silence is a feel-good way to spend some time when you are upset, but not until you start suppressing your agonies and hardships. This is when you become a stoic. You think a million times, overthink and rethink before you say something. And by the time it starts choking you, you’d regret not having expressed it earlier.
It’s the little things that bother you to an extent nothing else does. It’s the little feelings that are hard to decipher and hard to tame. It’s difficult to get people to understand you, sometimes it’s difficult to understand yourself. But writing them down can make your heart feel a little lighter.
I don’t remember growing up, I can’t remember when I stopped asking for goodnight kisses or sliding into my parent’s bed after having a nightmare. I don’t remember when my morning routine changed from getting out of bed for breakfast to staying in and convincing myself that I am enough and I’m hardly convinced. I’m turning 20 next week and it feels a lot older than it’s supposed to.
“There is an understated struggle lying in the underbelly of every single day, and the seconds that go into wading through that river aren’t worthless”
Sometimes life feels utterly stationary and the lack of movement makes it seem like that is all your future holds too. Feeling as though you are living life doing tiny insignificant things that don’t matter because you can’t seem to do anything else. Well, if this is a problem you face, I’m here to offer you some perspective and tell you that it might not a problem after all.
Mental conflicts are very similar to war, and while one may think they suffer, their deteriorating health is a repercussion of the hope draining battle in their mind. The only way to survive this battle and emerge victorious would be to accept oneself. As they say: self-love starts with acceptance.