Here is a moment-centric story I wrote quite a long time ago, yeah, sort of "self-loathing" story but hey,not interested,there is always the red huge cross on your upper right corner browser to close it, not to forget the close tab for Firefox user,lol. And so it begins:
My Past ~ a moment-centric storyThere is a certainty in my mind that I always caught in the middle of everything in life. Lining up my life’s experience with couple of bumps and rough edges, I find myself in this hilarious state of mind. I will laugh at myself for the silly things that I cried over or being upset for the sake of getting sympathy, all because I crept up in my room where no one was around that I showed my true state of emotion. Over tons and tons of book I read, I fell to various categories of person-type, emotional-type and there was no surprise that all had a link, one way or another. What exactly was the link one might asked? I say, it was the sacrifices that I made to give it all and didn’t expect anything in return for the expectation will only yield the longing of acceptance and approval by what was known as people I cared and loved. If there is one thing that kept me going is my fascination of keeping myself connected to a social network whether I find myself to have the same interest or not. This is yet another useless thinking, one of the self help book claimed it was a good tactic, ”self-reflection” , a healing process of understand oneself, but come on, this is like digging a hole for myself, but only digger deeper than the ones I got myself into.
1 comments:
sometimes, too much reading is not good. Each book tells you one way or another to improve yourself but is it practical or not, on one knows but you if you do according to it.
laughing at yourself in the past is a nice way, imo, you would never do like that again if that thing makes you sour.
Doing good to yourself and to others, this way will never hurt you.
Being a giver or a taker, which one you prefer?
:)
firepanda
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