We live in a world where it is easy to lose sight of
yourself. It’s because we spend hours waiting on a message or call from that
special someone that is probably out on another date and didn’t give our
message a second glance. We base our self-worth on the number of likes our
Instagram posts get. We corrupt the value of the love we have to give and that
we deserve on whether or not we made it onto someone’s story on a special
anniversary or birthday. We spend most of our time working our minds dry into
overthinking about the ‘what ifs’ circling matters that can be solved with a
simple conversation. Relationships have watered down to putting on a show of how happy a couple you are on social media but in reality, we tend to put important issues on the backburner in the
name of giving the other person this vague concept we call ‘space’ nowadays. We simply
move on from gut wrenching fights with loved ones, consisting of friends and family, without
an actual apology because we talk ourselves into thinking abuse masked as love
is love after all and that’s normal. It isn’t normal. We go out of our way to
do things for people who wouldn’t budge an inch for us. But we do it anyway
because we feel that our actions somewhere might change the ones we so wrongly
choose to keep in our lives despite backlash from those who, in reality, would
cross oceans and mountains for us.
It is easy to lose sight of ourselves
because the validation of the superficial outer world feels better in those
moments, where we dread to be alone with our thoughts so damn much that we
simply look away from parts within us that we ourselves haven’t accepted. Because
its better to turn a blind eye to your rough edges that you see so clearly in
the mirror of your journey than fix them and face the same truth that makes you
the greatest version of yourself
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