Day 19: Holding On through the Pain

Today I woke up with the pain from yesterday. Even with the pain I tried to get a little things done. The organizing that I started earlier and had to stop because I was exhausted, I did a little more today. I did have to stop it in between again cause the pain started getting a little worse.

I started watching a new K-drama today. It hit a little close to home. I went to a state of panic. I felt like I could not breathe. I thought I was over this feeling. The feeling of dread, the feeling of like someone was choking the air out of my lungs. I knew I was spiraling. I had to take a minute to compose myself. I stopped watching the series and started focusing on my breathing, to center myself. It did not stop the feeling completely. It is there at the back of my mind like a numb pain.

I guess I thought that I was over it. I thought that I had taken control of my life. But it seems that just like my body, my mind and my heart is taking time to heal. The hits have stopped but the old scars are still haunting me.

I do not know how long it is going to take but I am going to keep holding on. One more step towards my healing. Breathe and keep going.

Career Options

Daily writing prompt
What alternative career paths have you considered or are interested in?

I am from a working middle class family. My parents had to give up their dreams of a higher education to provide for the family. And when they had kids they were determined to do everything possible to ensure their child gets the best education.

With that intention in mind, my parents have always asked us to focus on our studies. I was or rather I am not very great at school. I have always been on the borderline. I think even my parents were worried every year when my results came out that I would end up failing. But somehow through their prayers, I got through and got my degree. I have started my career with that educational qualification. I am forever grateful for their incessant taunts that kept me on track.

On the other hand, I do love writing and doing creative stuff. I have always wanted to be a writer. This blog is a way of keeping that spark alive. I recently just dusted of a journal which held the draft of my 1st book. I hope that one day that I can achieve that dream of mine.

If only I had the bank for it

Daily writing prompt
What are your favorite brands and why?

I think there is a general aura around branded goods. If its costly the quality is going to be top notch.

I think that had I grown up with that kind of money I probably would only prefer the branded items in all things. However, I have grown up in a middle class family and budget over brands was the rule. Why buy something branded when doing so would affect the overall monthly budget.

I will not say that I do not like branded items though. Who wouldn’t love a Louis Vuitton or a Prada bag? But like always I default to the use. If I use it too much the branded item would wear out soon and if I don’t use it what is the point!

Today, I buy items on how I would use it. The only time I buy something branded would be to commemorate a special achievement. And I follow the policy that if you buy something costly it better not be on credit. I try my best to save up for the item I have my eye on. By doing so one of three things happen.
One: I get to buy the item and the wait would be totally worth it.
Two: By the time I make the money for the item it goes out of the market and then I stew with regret for a couple of weeks vowing that next time I wont delay.
Or Three: I get over the desire to buy the branded item and end up adding the amount to my savings.

Naturally Beautiful

How would you design the city of the future?

Given that I have no architecture knowledge, I would choose to refrain from designing a city for the future. I would rather someone who would be able to build a city without harming nature. I do not know the exact word for it, but it could be “sustainable architecture”.

One or the other day, we share how nature is claiming back the land. We humans have made things without the thought of how it harms others and now we pay the price.

Maybe this is not something that would be constituted as a design, but I want proper road markers. I don’t do well with phone directions and maybe proper markers that I can actually spot in the map might help.

In conclusion, I would want to build a beautiful city that preserves the beauty of the nature that it was built in.

Me

What do you think gets better with age?

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.

You make me Smile

I should probably have something more note worthy as the best compliment. But compliments make me feel weird. Making someone smile, is probably the only compliment in my lifetime that I have accepted whole heartedly.

All other compliments that I have received makes me feel small because I know for a fact that someone is doing things better that me. I just lucked out and was noticed. I am good at something because someone better took their time to teach me, to make me worthy of that appreciation. Given that, the person who should be appreciated should be the one who taught me. And I am whole-hearted thankful to all the teachers in my life — my parents and sister, my school teachers, professors, my friends, my colleagues etc.

On the other hand, I feel that making someone smile is not something that can be taught, its inherent. And the fact that someone is happier, even just for a minute, because of me makes me happy. Wouldn’t you say a compliment is worth when the person giving it and the one receiving it appreciates it?

Daily writing prompt
What was the best compliment you’ve received?

You have No One

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.

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.

Daily writing prompt
What is the last thing you learned?

Coffee

The first sip of the hot beverage was all it took for me to realize that good things sometimes can be the most simplest form.

I have never been one for drinking hot beverages. I would choose water any day over coffee.

We had a chapter on coffee for English I would probably think that was what motivated me to try it. I had black coffee made with Nescafe Instant Coffee and boy was it eye opening! The bitter taste of coffee actually appealed to me. I loved the smell which literally transported me to a place of blissful peace. I close my eyes and take in the wonderful fragrance that emits for that cup of coffee. I feel my taste buds reacting to the flavor of the coffee.

Ever since then I have been a true coffee drinker. Mind you, I am not a coffee addict. I can go with out drinking coffee for days in a row. But if ever I need a hot drink, it will be coffee! Thank you to God for giving man the intelligence to brew this delicious drink!

Daily writing prompt
What is your favorite drink?

Gifts out of Love

In one of the earlier prompts I have mentioned that the best gift that one could give me was their time. But moving on to a much tangible level, I think the best gifts I have received were those that were given out of love.

My sister has got me so many things over the years. She never said yours and mine. I got to get everything she owned. But I think the best thing she has given me was helping me understand the plot of Nancy Drew, Secret Seven, Sherlock Holmes, Harry Potter and so many other books. Basically, she introduced me to the world of magic in books. My sister is my sounding board, I can ask her all the weird questions my mind can come up with but she will find me an answer. When I was smaller and couldn’t read all that well she used to read the books and then explain the story in vivid details that I could just picture the whole story in my mind.

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One of my closest friend got me a coral jewelry set. At that age I was really fascinated by fashion jewelry and though we were not allowed to wear any to school. She remembered. From the many conversation that we have over our lunch boxes. She took the time to pick out something I would like and gift it to me. That was the first time that someone had gifted me something on my birthday. But she gave me something even more precious, a greeting card that she made on her own with the pictures of our group of friends. It’s been a decade since she gave it to me but I still have it with me, taking it along every time I move houses. And the end of the day she gave me her time.

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Another friend of mine, who is more closer to family than friend did something very unexpected. She dragged me to the shop to but me a pair of good shoes. And mind you they were not good shoes per “my standards”, it had to be good shoes according to her standards. She said she wanted me to get those shoes cause she saw me in pain. She said it is one less pain that I had to bear.

So to summarize, anything tangible or intangible, given out of love, is the best gifts I have received.

Daily writing prompt
Share one of the best gifts you’ve ever received.