As much as life really is complicated, I think it's in our hands to let it get the best and worst of us. We can make it suck less by simply having enough courage, enough confidence, enough will power that nothing can break you down and that things will settle down at one point.
The biggest problem I face currently in my life is my academic future. My grades. My career. What will I do? Will that be enough for my family? Will I prove it to them that I can? But first, where do I want to go? The possibilities are endless. From journalism to communication studies, from banking to ACCA to CA, from marketing and sales to human resource (HR), from teaching/being a professor to writing? Where is my heart at? Where is my mind at? I have no clue. And I have time to decide but soon it will be over. And yet I am waiting for AS finals until that final summer break where the actual magic/shit will happen.
I have thought of internships: teaching, art, cooking, stitching. I have thought of publishing an anthology. I have thought of taking a vacation on the Hunza Valley and the fairy meadows. I have thought of getting serious about A2 and SATs and take a tight grip on what the new session is going to bring. Before I know it, it will be December and the whole world will change. Everything will be fast, chaotic.
But it doesn't have to be.
See, this is my point.
Through everything, there will be little things that bring us solace. That bring serenity. Little saviours. Little habits. Like reading books. Like writing. Like waiting for rain. Like music. Like instrumental. Like wrecking the journal. Like saving money for a typewriter. Like shopping for some chic tops. Like the pictures you take. Like editing them. Like posting them. Like finding captions for them.
Find these little saviours. These will make the days lighter. A little brighter.
Everything will happen on its own pace. We humans just keep planning on and on without even the security that if we will last. Maybe I'll not last.
But we go on. We keep on.
This too shall pass.
We just have to be strong. Within ourselves.
Imagine how many good days I will have. Imagine how many bad. We crave for people coming to help us get back and get up. But it's we who save ourselves. It's in our hands.
It's we who will build ourselves each time there is a brick thrown at us. "Build a castle out of all the bricks they throw at you." I can hear Taylor Swift asking for credits or she'll sue me.
Let it happen how it has to. Each one of us will go on our own pace, in our own time zones. You will compare yourself to successful people a lot, and you will feel inferior. But you will do great things at your own pace. Your life, this journey and this road; each one of us travels a different one. And you've got to avoid the slippery slopes and continue safe, trusting and believing yourself enough that you will go as far as what you're supposed to - you may not end up where you wanted to, but it will be a place exactly where you need to be.
