The Rebel Revolution
So today I began to think about my life and why it is that I so often find myself feeling unhappy. My initial response, was a list of all the things I don’t have. Then I began to focus on my past and the horrible events that have contributed to my low self-esteem, insatiability, and discontent. Suddenly a new thought popped into my head…maybe I’m just an ungrateful little bitch. I started wondering why I couldn’t just be rebellious but direct my anger towards those who actually wish to harm me, whether it be physical or emotional, instead of towards those who are have continually been there for me. Too much of the time in my life has been dedicated to my feelings of uncertainty and unhappiness. But today I choose to lead a different life. i choose to be grateful- for the people who love me, for my health, for my talents, for my family, my friends, my strengths, all the beautiful experiences I’ve ever had, for all the lessons I’ve learned. I choose to accept myself for exactly who I am and to improve the parts of my personality that need work. I choose to surround myself with nurturing people, places, and activities. I choose to remember that I am the source of my happiness and fortune.
It’s sad to know that I have no one to call.Question for the Universe
If I Only Want the Things I Can’t Have, Does that mean I’ll always have nothing?
If nothing else came from the time we shared together, I Hope You Know You Spent Your Time With Someone Who Actually Cared For You, eventhough she wasnt the one you chose to be with.
About me
Rediscovering what was lost in a metaphorical fire which was fueled by self abandonment. I use to be the girl who wrote poetry, novels, short stories, etc., but one day I got tired of writing about the same emotions (self-pity, broken hearts, disappointment, anger, immaturity) so I decided not to write anything else until I had something profound and worthwhile to share. Through this blog I plan to reinvent my passion simply by writing again and being candid no matter how "unprofound" my thoughts might be. Until one day I come across something to write about which will unclog my long lost pen vommit. -Here's Hoping
