Through life you will forget who you are
You will create yourself many times
And then recreate yourself twice as many times
You’ll say you’ve forgotten who you used to be, but you know that’s a lie. You know deep down that you’ve been carrying that baggage since it arrived.
My insecurities do not define me. They shape who I am. They allow me to flourish in a world of hurt–a world where everyone is different yet everyone is trying to prove that their way of different is better than your way of different.
Can someone carry me out of this abyss?
I look up and no one is there. Except further up, I see a mirror and remember that I must pull myself out of this well that I willingly dropped into.
Do not forsake my past, and do not forsake who I am in the present, and most importantly, I will not forsake who I may become in the future.
A reminder to be thankful of your life comes at least once a year in Holiday form. But gratitude is not something that should be shown once a year. Instead, I need to be grateful for this existence. For my friends. For my family. For myself. For this Earth. For this world.
Be Grateful for love. For hurt, for sorrow, for joy, for success, for failure. Be grateful for the tightrope of life because you know that there is also a safety net down below. And if there isn’t, please build one.
This is a reminder.
A reminder that the voice inside your head reading this means you exist.
It means you have the ability to be grateful for this existence. To continue walking that tightrope. To continue getting rejected by love and to relish instead in friendship, in family. To pull yourself out of that well. To being happy, to being accepted, to being.