"I am not what happened to me. I am what I choose to become."
Wise words by Carl Jung. Inspirational. Aspirational.
And even though my wounds are still raw, I know what I want to become...I know the direction I must take.
But the human mind is often frail - and I sometimes slip, I fall, I hurt again.
I empty my cup of all bitterness and negativity and look forward - then something happens and my cup of sorrow starts to swell again. I guess, Time will do what it always has - heal every wound.... but I also have my resolve by my side.
I keep building castles, yet the waves are still surprising me and a strong one still washes away my edifice, but I shall not be deterred. I refuse to give in or give up. I will keep building again, brick by brick, till I get it right and no sudden wave will be able to wash it away. I owe it to myself and to my little one, who will one day follow my path.
I think it's critical that we hold on to this resolve - to be able to succeed, against all odds. Sometimes, holding on to anger, keeping that fire burning within is the key - to refuse to be broken. So be it! I shall not pretend I am alright with what is happening to me, but I shall react the way I want to, not the way others want me to react. If anyone does not understand my journey, they have no right to comment on the same - it's mine and mine alone. And I will take a deep breadth, pick myself up and push forward again....
But I raise my glass to those few connects that have solidly stood by me in these rough times - clear in their support, unfazed by what others think, filling my life with hope and their prayers. I salute you all and thank you from the bottom of my heart. You are my God's angels that give me the strength to pick myself up when I fall, time and time again. You are my lifeline.
I am also grateful to those few who have been or are being inspired by my journey - to fight back, to live, to love, to dream again - despite stormy weather. Every time you say you understand, you relate to it, you want to fly as high as the restless spirit, you fuel my resolve, you make it worthwhile. I salute you, too.
For those out there going through troubled times, I say - look around you long and hard and find out who your true friends are - hold on to them for dear life, as I am doing, as they will propel you towards the shore or give you the strength to carry on .....just the fact that they are there for you will reassure you that you are not alone.....
This battle is far from over and being victorious is the only option...
Please continue to stand by me.
And even though my wounds are still raw, I know what I want to become...I know the direction I must take.
But the human mind is often frail - and I sometimes slip, I fall, I hurt again.
I empty my cup of all bitterness and negativity and look forward - then something happens and my cup of sorrow starts to swell again. I guess, Time will do what it always has - heal every wound.... but I also have my resolve by my side.
I keep building castles, yet the waves are still surprising me and a strong one still washes away my edifice, but I shall not be deterred. I refuse to give in or give up. I will keep building again, brick by brick, till I get it right and no sudden wave will be able to wash it away. I owe it to myself and to my little one, who will one day follow my path.
I think it's critical that we hold on to this resolve - to be able to succeed, against all odds. Sometimes, holding on to anger, keeping that fire burning within is the key - to refuse to be broken. So be it! I shall not pretend I am alright with what is happening to me, but I shall react the way I want to, not the way others want me to react. If anyone does not understand my journey, they have no right to comment on the same - it's mine and mine alone. And I will take a deep breadth, pick myself up and push forward again....
But I raise my glass to those few connects that have solidly stood by me in these rough times - clear in their support, unfazed by what others think, filling my life with hope and their prayers. I salute you all and thank you from the bottom of my heart. You are my God's angels that give me the strength to pick myself up when I fall, time and time again. You are my lifeline.
I am also grateful to those few who have been or are being inspired by my journey - to fight back, to live, to love, to dream again - despite stormy weather. Every time you say you understand, you relate to it, you want to fly as high as the restless spirit, you fuel my resolve, you make it worthwhile. I salute you, too.
For those out there going through troubled times, I say - look around you long and hard and find out who your true friends are - hold on to them for dear life, as I am doing, as they will propel you towards the shore or give you the strength to carry on .....just the fact that they are there for you will reassure you that you are not alone.....
This battle is far from over and being victorious is the only option...
Please continue to stand by me.
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