#rocksign

I’ve only recently started using social media again, and I was never really hooked onto it until now. Why now, I asked myself. I’ve been scrolling through Instagram and Tumblr so often lately, and I couldn’t understand why (I’m really not that big on these things in general).

Then I woke up this morning and had my own little moment, a small epiphany.

I love seeing how others are doing and the journeys, quests, and adventures they have accomplished. It brings me joy to see how far others have come across in life in order to be that stronger person they are today. I don’t know about anyone else, but when I scroll through social media, I can’t help but think how proud I am of several people.

Holy crap, your dog passed away? You’re battling cancer? A disease, a mental illness? And you’re still here, and life didn’t break you? That’s amazing.

Wow, you’re traveling. You’re partaking in several events. You’re trying new things, regardless if you’re enjoying it or not. At least you’re doing the things you want to do, and that you did them. That’s all that matters, and that’s incredible.

You got up and did something small as well? Catching up with friends, tipping generously, talked to people? I’d say that’s still a feat to accomplish because not everyone can do this. 

If no one will say it, then I will. I see these occurrences, and it makes me proud. I most likely didn’t do a thing to help this person get to where they are, but I’m glad they’ve made it to this spot in their lives so far.

Doing these things are just a part of one’s self journey. Perhaps they’re finding themselves, or just fully appreciating who they are right now. It doesn’t matter -- everyone has their own reasons. This just circles back to me now. What have I been doing?

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I’ll tell you what. Since my last post, I’ve been through some deep doo-doo, my friend. I won’t spare the details, but damn. If I were you, I’d hate me too. I’m still losing friends. I’ve lost my ways in both my personal life and professional life. Things are kind of crumbling away around me.

Well, were.

Let. Me. Tell. You. I stuck to my plan. You know, being a better person YADA YADA YADA okay you guys get it. But I stuck to it. In the beginning, it was just me telling the world my plan, this plan. Sure, I executed it as well, but still. I woke up realizing that no one needs to know what I’m doing. They can see progress if they want, but that’s not necessary. Ultimately, they need to see my results. That’s what matters.

So being sucked into social media showed me that I need to stop living life from other people’s POV. I’d still like to see other’s progress and how they’re doing, but it shouldn’t be as important as progressing for myself.

Here’s to those who have asked me for my 2 cents, my side of the story, my experiences, my advice, and my state of mind.

To those who stuck to my side and/or wanted to be by my side.

To those moments of all nighters and staying up late, eye rolling, pupils dilating, rock signs in the air, inside jokes, and trying new things. And more to come (I hope).

To what’s in store for my future.