Sometimes life is hard. Sometimes you just have to keep pushing through it and be who you need to be weather you feel like you are alone, or not. Life is full of bad decisions and wrong doings that you will insanely regret later. You will hurt people, and be hurt yourself but at the end of the day, it's still worth it. Everything you do, you do for a reason. Something will come out of it, good or bad, and you will be a better person for it. Life is hard so it will make you stronger. The situations you so half-heartedly find yourself in will teach you a lesson and you will flourish from it. Don't regret the things you do because at the time you decided to do them, they probably made you the happiest person in the world.
Now it's time for the oldest question in the book. Is all fair in love and war? Where do you draw the line? How far would you go to get what you wanted, what truly made you happy? Would you hurt someone else so that in return for a broken heart, yours would be healed? I have to say, sadly I think I would. I do believe that all is fair in love and war and I don't believe that if you love something you should let it go. I believe that you should hold on with all of your might and do everything in your power to make it happen. Not in a creepy stalker way of course, but in more of a....pop culture Jacob kind of way. Until your preverbal heart stops beating. Just keep going and keep trying.
One of my favorite quotes is "anyone in the world can give up, it's the easiest thing in the world to do, but to hold it together when everyone would understand if you fell apart, that's true strength." I think that is perfect for how I live my life. I apologize that this blog has no other point than for me to get stuff off of my chest, but if you're reading it, I hope it is sincerely helping you, because Lord knows it's helping me.
Sometimes I feel like Samson. I'm tired of being the hero, and I just wish someone would cut my hair already. I get really tired of trying to be what everyone needs me to be all the time when really all I need me to be is happy. Then again, sometimes being happy is the hardest thing in the world to do. It can be like trying to learn how to fly. We watch birds to it all the time and we know what flying is, just like we know what happiness is, we just don't know how to do it. Samson just wanted someone to love him, at least I think so. I think he probably got tired of being a hero too. I also think that Delilah probably loved him long before the war. She probably knew every thought in his head. The war was just convenient.
Of all of these things in my life, I am grateful. I am so blessed to have situations to have to deal with, and also the ability to talk about them. I am lucky to have you, even if you are only waves on the internet. Sometimes, all you need is to get it out in the open to someone, even if that person has no idea what's going on. Then again, sometimes all you need is love.
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