Dear 21 year old self,
You are the sailor of a ship called "Life". Oh! did i mention its a new ship with loads of confusions and emotions. You want to sail through this, so perfectly that you pat yourself with joy. But remember, the sounds of the waves in the storm are so high that your ship might loose its sigh and may forget to navigate the way (reference: society), the society just "SAYS" and they have not know "How good of a sailor you are".
When you tell your secrets to your "Only one", remember your only one has another "only one". The ocean out there is vast and filled with water droplets which if few are
"Pretty looking lies
and ugly perfections"
NO, I ain't saying looks are the way to judge, but do you know which ships sails in the deepest of the oceans? The one with old retarded marks/scars of the waves of those stormy nights
But, just by learning each day you would be a sailor who knows to sail.
The stormy nights which you could not think you could sail, the darkness there was blunt and negative, all you wanted was a ray of hope and all you has was Faith.
Your faith let you pass the dark nights and see the sun shines.
darkness to bright lights
with rays of positivity and good vibes
with thunders of storms to joy.
YOU passed the night like the mighty with a sword.
There were days were you could feel loved and empathized and days where you could feel unsupported and annoyed with the decisions you made for life.
Hold, just pause and breathe for a while, and think of these days just as a "PHASE".
As life can be bitter and sweet at the same time.
Just like the sailor does nothing less than trusting itself, sailing through the blue's all by himself, while he does so, he sits silently watching the rises and the sets. Just when anxiety strikes at the best for the worst, and at the worst for the best. Your anxiety would need another faith to survive those silent days.
Just like any other human, waiting for this day, so you could enter all the bars and pubs with full pride and no fake ID's, now you could sail the party ship with all pride.
The other sailors (friends and family) who would guide you, on how to sail your ship would just tell you about mistakes they made, remember you learn from your mistakes, you fall down get scratches and wounds that heal only in the most disregarded ways.
But, you 21 year old
read this,
Take Risks and Chances,
look at all pretty lies and disturbed oceans,
secure and unsecure your cardiac muscles,
learn to control your anxiety,
behave when the ship un-navigates,
learn to sail through all the storms that come by,
learn to do the good and un worshipped by your experience with joy and smile.
When, you go through all this mishaps and still manage to sail, only then you become the perfectionist of the ship of your "Life", which now sails in the deepest oceans and is calm and slights all the waves with a smile and learns to be "HAPPY".
Now, when you do it, PAT YOURSELF, YOU SURVIVED ANOTHER STORMY DAY.
your's lovingly,
The survivor of the storms
