I came across this image in my wanderings in the web, and I think it poses a true issue that I struggle with. It is wonderful that others can articulate my thoughts better than I can ever say them myself. Thus I hold it to be true that the most difficult phase in life is not when no one understands you- that is very common in my world - to the point that I have stopped to bother explaining.
But when I do not understand myself; that is truly a difficult phase. There are times when I can not comprehend my thoughts, cannot vocalize my feelings, cannot stand the person staring back at me in the mirror, and the little voices in my head talk ten at a time - chaos rules.
Then I realise that I am owkay, that I have a grasp of how I am feeling, even when I don't understand. That I am not perfect, that I am not always likeable. and its owkay. But if I get the reasons why, and I love me, then it's all good.
and mostly, when this takes you to feeling like crying one minute, and like flying the very next... and then, you just sit there, restless, helpless and just want someone to hold you tightly, as if that will make the senses come back...
ReplyDeleteIndeed, life has soo many faces.