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I was trying to sleep and obviously, my brain suddenly started to think about the most random, deep stuff. And then I thought about expectations. How many times has that word given me fake hope? but at the same time how many times has it helped me get through life?
I remember my first big 'expectations fail'. It's a bit too personal to share on the internet, but I remember thinking about the future all the time and I remember how it all seemed so easy and do-able. And then I watched myself grow up, watched my grin fade away as I saw everything fall apart, I watched myself realize how it was nothing like what I imagined. It stuck with me for a while. It stuck and it refused to let go.
I suffered, life went on, and one day out of the blue- I dealt with it.
Life didn't wait no matter how much I pleaded. It was as though life was the director of a school, no matter how much a student was going through how often does the director come to know about it- they continue running the school even if the student has no will to go.
It is up to you how much you want to suffer because there is literally no one waiting for you. It's you alone. And it's completely up to you how much of your time you want to waste sobbing over one incident. You can either deal with it, find the positives and make most of it or hate everything and be depressed.
After that incident, when reality finally hit me, I realized that nothing remains the same. I realized that this moment is inevitable, this moment that you are living is unique- this moment and you- are precious. Think about your life right now- think about each person who is part of it. Think about the people who once were. At some point, they changed- for better or worse. And there is literally nothing you can do about it because you, yourself are changing every second. That's what life is. It's okay to feel bad, it's alright to miss and it's completely normal to feel pathetic about yourself once in a while but remember the wind will keep blowing, the sea will keep crawling to the shore and at some point the ache will wash away and you'll be alright.
I was trying to sleep and obviously, my brain suddenly started to think about the most random, deep stuff. And then I thought about expectations. How many times has that word given me fake hope? but at the same time how many times has it helped me get through life?
I remember my first big 'expectations fail'. It's a bit too personal to share on the internet, but I remember thinking about the future all the time and I remember how it all seemed so easy and do-able. And then I watched myself grow up, watched my grin fade away as I saw everything fall apart, I watched myself realize how it was nothing like what I imagined. It stuck with me for a while. It stuck and it refused to let go.
I suffered, life went on, and one day out of the blue- I dealt with it.
Life didn't wait no matter how much I pleaded. It was as though life was the director of a school, no matter how much a student was going through how often does the director come to know about it- they continue running the school even if the student has no will to go.
It is up to you how much you want to suffer because there is literally no one waiting for you. It's you alone. And it's completely up to you how much of your time you want to waste sobbing over one incident. You can either deal with it, find the positives and make most of it or hate everything and be depressed.
After that incident, when reality finally hit me, I realized that nothing remains the same. I realized that this moment is inevitable, this moment that you are living is unique- this moment and you- are precious. Think about your life right now- think about each person who is part of it. Think about the people who once were. At some point, they changed- for better or worse. And there is literally nothing you can do about it because you, yourself are changing every second. That's what life is. It's okay to feel bad, it's alright to miss and it's completely normal to feel pathetic about yourself once in a while but remember the wind will keep blowing, the sea will keep crawling to the shore and at some point the ache will wash away and you'll be alright.
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