Is a prompt asking for what I like to eat or what I like to make?
If it’s asking for what I like to eat the answer would be anything made by my mom or sister or dad.
My family always considers my taste before making something for me. So there is no way that I would not like what they make for me.
On the other hand if you ask me what I like to make, I would choose easy recipes. Something that would not exhaust me by the time I am done with the cooking. I love making pita bread, chocolate chip cookies, fried chicken, rameyon, potato wedges, etc.
A little too cliche? I could say something like wine or cheese or any other thing. However, I’ve come to realise that the best version of me is always the tomorrow version of me.
Throughout my life, I’ve always had someone trying to advise me or teach me what is right and wrong. They do it to protect me to not make the same mistakes they did, but I have come to realise that my mistakes are the ones that teach me the best.
I have fallen into the most worst situations after not listening to the advice of my elders and notice that I end up, making the same mistakes over and over again. Till I finally draw the line myself,
I have learnt to work hard, even when everything feels like it’s crashing down on me. I have learnt not to hurt others just because I am hurting, I learnt that some days are filled with hopelessness, but you still keep fighting for that one day or one moment of happiness.
I think time has taught me to accept and move on. It has taught me that today is wrong, may just be tomorrow’s right.
I am grateful for what the years have taught me, and I am grateful for the years I may have left. I hope that everyone hold on and get to see the better version of themselves like I have.
Being a pessimistic person really puts a dent in being excited about the future.
I want big things in the future but the focus and determination to achieve it often fades away after a few hours.
Since I don’t make the effort it obvious enough that I won’t actually reach my goals. I always think if I make all the effort and fail I would be upset more so instead I procrastinate.
I am learning to be hopeful again about my future and maybe soon I will also learn to be excited about it as well. 😊
It’s not fair that my heart feels so heavy. It’s not fair that I can’t have true happiness. I know that there are people in this world who have it worse that me, I just don’t know how do they bear it?
Are they born with the iron will with which they face the world? Or were they beaten so badly that they learnt to take the pain?
I feel like a failure, achieving what I think I want but at the end of the day I feel the weights that are tied around my neck. I cannot breathe. Life can’t be so difficult for a privileged person like me. I mean I have everything but why at the end of the day I feel like I am dying. I am not living I am just counting the days to my grave.
Is it wrong of me? To think that my life is horrible? Shouldn’t I look at those that have it worse and realize that my life is blessed? But what do I do when I cannot think beyond the four walls that close around me?
I am extremely grateful for the life I have, but, somedays I feel that my wrong choices have made have destroyed what life I had. Why did I agree? I should have realized that though I was making the decision that I thought is the best for everyone I had inadvertently made the wrong one for myself.
All I hope now is that I can teach my will to be strong. I have so many decisions to make ahead in my life and this time around since I an making them for me i know I will be alone.
Alone is better that miserable. A little sadness is better than a lifetime of grief. This time around I will make it right.
Let’s be real, everyday I learn something new it could be life lessons or something I have to learn for classes or work.
Rather than something I have learnt it I want to share something I have realized. I have people who genuinely love me with no expectations and they try their best to protect me from harm. But sometime, even despite that I find myself alone.
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I am considered as the rebellious one because I always say what is on my mind. Or at least I did. I usually fight for things when I have a strong feeling about it. Often, I come out of the fight with a feeling of anger and a hidden feeling of grief. Over the years, I chose not to argue cause that did not hurt me further.
However, for crucial choices of my life, I gave into the what others wanted or more like needed. In the path of not wanting to stand out, I gave up pieces of my sanity. Today, when I want to get out of the bad situation, I have walls built by the very people who love me. I may be selfish thinking about myself only not worried about how my decision would effect others. But I think today I have reached the limit of my tolerance.
And so I realized that there are people who will support you in different decisions of your life but not all of them. To them, some of your choices may seem crazy and that is okay. Somedays you need to make the choices that make you happy, even if it means you have to make them alone.