self-doubt /
-noun
lack of confidence in the reliability of one's own motives, personality, thought, etc
Having doubt in your own personality seems ridiculous, even though almost everyone possesses some form of it. Doubting who you are, and your own personal motives just doesn't sound healthy. But how do you cure self-doubt? I guess there really isn't a cure for something that you will probably always have a form of, but how do you suppress it? Surrounding yourself with people who have a positive impact on you seems like the best answer, but at the end of the day its about your thoughts, and the way you view yourself.
You need to mend yourself, to smile from the inside out, make yourself someone that you would love to be around. You have to enjoy being yourself before you can expect anyone to enjoy being around you.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
folllow your heart
Follow your heart. Every point of confusion or indecision in life and love comes with the response of, “follow your heart”. If your heart itself doesn’t know what it wants then how do you follow it? The comfort of a secure love is like no other feeling in the world, you feel invincible. Nothing else matters but that at the end of the day you share this indescribable love with another person. What happens when that slips away though? How do you deal? Do you stick around despite the continuous attempts at mending it, or do you accept the fact that the person you saw yourself with for the rest of your life really isn't that person.
One day you cant keep your hands off them, and the next day you cant wait to just sit and talk and act as though you’re sitting chatting with your best friend. Isn't that how it’s supposed to go? Don't you always dream of being with a person that you can honestly say is your best friend...someone who knows every little thing about you, and loves every imperfection because it makes you who you really are as a person? There's a fine line between being in love with someone who you can call your best friend, and loving them solely as a best friend.
Looking back on pictures, letters and memories, you wonder where it started going wrong....constantly hoping its, “just a phase” and you’re going to pull through it and everything will be back to normal next week. When the phase keeps going, everything starts falling apart. You pick fights just to feel something. You stick with it despite this because after feeling that secure for so long, the thought of being alone is terrifying.
Coming to terms that you’re better off without your best friend seems impossible.
People sometimes push you down so much to make themselves feel better, so that you feel so low on yourself, that they are the only thing you have so you cant get out. Its the hardest concept to come to terms with because you don't see it. When you have people in your life that care enough to say something and help you realize that this is happening, it makes it possible to leave. At first, you resent them for trying to crush your years of happiness and the good times you shared...although looking past the good things, you uncover the reason why a part of you hasn't felt like yourself for awhile. Admitting that they are right lifts a huge weight.
Some call it selfish, but at the end of the day you need to look out for yourself. What makes you happy, what makes you smile. You are your own person and you have to find yourself, and feel a passion for life. Feeling that freedom and love of life isn’t easy. Living that dream, that sense of being invincible, without someone else, achieving that solo, on your own, would be extraordinary.
One day you cant keep your hands off them, and the next day you cant wait to just sit and talk and act as though you’re sitting chatting with your best friend. Isn't that how it’s supposed to go? Don't you always dream of being with a person that you can honestly say is your best friend...someone who knows every little thing about you, and loves every imperfection because it makes you who you really are as a person? There's a fine line between being in love with someone who you can call your best friend, and loving them solely as a best friend.
Looking back on pictures, letters and memories, you wonder where it started going wrong....constantly hoping its, “just a phase” and you’re going to pull through it and everything will be back to normal next week. When the phase keeps going, everything starts falling apart. You pick fights just to feel something. You stick with it despite this because after feeling that secure for so long, the thought of being alone is terrifying.
Coming to terms that you’re better off without your best friend seems impossible.
People sometimes push you down so much to make themselves feel better, so that you feel so low on yourself, that they are the only thing you have so you cant get out. Its the hardest concept to come to terms with because you don't see it. When you have people in your life that care enough to say something and help you realize that this is happening, it makes it possible to leave. At first, you resent them for trying to crush your years of happiness and the good times you shared...although looking past the good things, you uncover the reason why a part of you hasn't felt like yourself for awhile. Admitting that they are right lifts a huge weight.
Some call it selfish, but at the end of the day you need to look out for yourself. What makes you happy, what makes you smile. You are your own person and you have to find yourself, and feel a passion for life. Feeling that freedom and love of life isn’t easy. Living that dream, that sense of being invincible, without someone else, achieving that solo, on your own, would be extraordinary.
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