Honestly, I find it difficult to write lately. I feel tired and lazy to do anything. But, writing helps me a lot to connect with my core and to heal from things I’m afraid to discuss about. Like what I’ve said in my previous post, writing feels like being vulnerable and allowing others to take peek from part of my being. Writing helps me to deal with my inner self and allowing my thoughts turn into words.
So, I’ve had this realization. Actually, it’s my caption in Instagram; I shared it there first.
Even if I turn back time, I’ll take the same path and I’ll make the same choice…
I realize that I’m too focus on things that went “wrong” in my life. But, there are plenty of beautiful things happened; that I overlooked because I’m too busy feeling bad about myself. I win battles that are visible and invisible. I forgot to give myself enough credits for choosing to continue and for deciding to embrace my reality.
I was too busy comparing my progress to others. I felt like I’m being left behind that is why I’m trying to run on their race and chase the demands of society. When in reality, I have my own race to run; there’s no need to rush.
It takes a lot of effort and awareness to accept my flaws and shortcomings. I’m trusting the process and I’m doing my best to be compassionate to myself; to stop beating myself for feeling not enough.
Hey self, it’s okay if everything about my life is not yet figured out. It’s okay to be a little lost at 20’s something.
Inhale, exhale. You will get there and things will make sense eventually.