#writingrage

  We are always good enough. There is no such thing as “too good for me.” This is an invisible line; a huge barrier we put between us and the totally attainable. We put this line there because we think we don’t deserve that much. We only accept what we think we should have. This is not true. We’re all good enough. We bully ourselves into thinking elsewise.

There is someone somewhere that does love you. We don’t realize this. And this realization could have saved thousands of lives. We humans don’t always have the person close in reach, but that doesn’t mean they care no less. There is always someone to talk to. Someone who will listen and try to help you. Try. So you try too.

We’re all human. So why are people afraid of other people? Again, the “too good for me” thing? We are all flesh, blood, organs, confused and intricate minds. Only difference is our ways of thinking.

Words hurt, but they are just words. Accept an apology you never got. Let it go. Exhale it from your soul and tell yourself that you’re better than those words. Allow the friends of yours to agree and support you. Their kind words will outweigh the nasty ones if you just let them.

We don’t have to be cruel to be noticed. Those bullies in school? Yeah, they did that for the audience. For the claps and feeling of power. Little do they realize, they didn’t need those masks to be admired. If they even were admired… They could have used a smile and helpful hand to be admired. Where does hate get us these days? It gets us below the line of humanity. It gets us down into the barbaric antics that war isn’t even as bad as. Cruelty and hate makes us beasts.

We do not need to change for anyone. What’s the point? Oh, it will get you that person, or that thing? No. Only because of the fabricated lie. Only because of the mask you put on to impress or attract them. What good is there in that? What satisfaction is there in knowing you got something based on a lie? It’s like giving someone a love potion. It’s not real. It’s a dream you touched, but didn’t make come true. Being you, in all of yourself is the best and most perfect thing you can do. Because anyone who notices you as you are, is completely worth you.

It’s not the end of the world when something bad occurs. Time takes time. That’s why it’s called “time” after all. Time closes wounds. It even heals some. A breakup? It’s not the end of the world, just the end of something that didn’t work. Maybe for a reason. Maybe for the better. End of a life close to you? It does happen. We don’t want it to. But we can’t stop it. We can’t. Just bless their soul as it drifts away. But don’t fret; it will be by you often to see if you’re living for them.

Feelings are like the weather. They change. They will change. Don’t press on and on about one thing when you won’t feel the same in a week. Try to think of other things. If your mind can leave that subject, be it a person or something else, then that’s proof that it was only a cloud on your clear day.

We all make mistakes. We do. We make them every day. It’s ok. Most of the time. The small mistakes like, putting too much sugar in your tea, or forgetting to turn the TV off are things we all have done. We are not made to remember to do everything we should. Our minds are a constant jumble of voices and words. Problems, people, things. It’s to be expected that we mess up sometimes. Do not fear. The next minute is another chance to avoid the same mistake.