Its been a while, yeah three years since I blogged last and frankly, I never got the spirit to write again for this long. This is one way of talking to oneself. In olden days it was dairies and now this. Now I question myself- Why wasn't I writing for three damn years? Was I too busy that I did not talk to myself? Spend some quality lone time with myself? Was I too immature? Were there too many friends back then? Well, probably all of it. Its college and everything there is happier. That you will definitely know, when you face the real world. That was the time when life gave it all wrapped up in a big blingy paper and sugar coated it for you.
Was that why it's hard to keep up with all the shit you have to deal with now? When every day back then, you spent had something to do. Was it why it was so difficult to deal with when everything comes to a halt all at once? Those days when you are just out of the college, when you wait for the call letter from the company you were luckily placed in, when everyone else were getting something to do one by one, when you were left all alone between the four walls.
The awareness of the rotting of eagerness in you to do something- but all you could do is nothing but be helpless. The time when you live in a hope that everything gets better, not today, then tomorrow. When you think the world will be a better place to live, but all you see is people getting brutally raped and murdered. You have that raging feminist in you who wants to do something but left helpless because the world is too big a place to fight back.
When you are in your end teens, everything seems so perfect, so colorful. You would be intrigued with life, wanting to grow up-to someone you wished to grow up into, to someone whom you admired. Why is it all shattered in the twenties? Is it because you were immature to not understand the dark phase of life back then? All you planned to be the future slowly shattered into pieces and rots away into nothingness. The relations you made for lifetime break and make no sense anymore-getting you broken into pieces and make you see no hope in future. The phase in life when you do not know if you are doing the right thing or not but that has to be done for life to move on. The guilt, the mishaps, the burdens, the excess baggage are all you think of. Those mistakes you made, rule your present and you cant do anything about it except sit and watch karma doing its thing.
That is probably why it is called 'The Quarter Life Crisis'. Are we mature enough to deal with all this shit at once, one after the other, just making it worse? Would you think its just you or if its everyone else too who are dealing with their shit as you are, but too stubborn and introverted to talk about it? Yes.
If not now, later, anytime in life, its your shit- it's you who has to deal with it.
Be blessed because the ones whom you have held on to all this long are still there-and will stay forever. The ones whom you have held now will stay forever too. Many a lesson are yet to come, many good things and bad. Get your shit together, hold yourself up and face everything 'cos you are a fighter and you are meant to be!
Was that why it's hard to keep up with all the shit you have to deal with now? When every day back then, you spent had something to do. Was it why it was so difficult to deal with when everything comes to a halt all at once? Those days when you are just out of the college, when you wait for the call letter from the company you were luckily placed in, when everyone else were getting something to do one by one, when you were left all alone between the four walls.
The awareness of the rotting of eagerness in you to do something- but all you could do is nothing but be helpless. The time when you live in a hope that everything gets better, not today, then tomorrow. When you think the world will be a better place to live, but all you see is people getting brutally raped and murdered. You have that raging feminist in you who wants to do something but left helpless because the world is too big a place to fight back.
When you are in your end teens, everything seems so perfect, so colorful. You would be intrigued with life, wanting to grow up-to someone you wished to grow up into, to someone whom you admired. Why is it all shattered in the twenties? Is it because you were immature to not understand the dark phase of life back then? All you planned to be the future slowly shattered into pieces and rots away into nothingness. The relations you made for lifetime break and make no sense anymore-getting you broken into pieces and make you see no hope in future. The phase in life when you do not know if you are doing the right thing or not but that has to be done for life to move on. The guilt, the mishaps, the burdens, the excess baggage are all you think of. Those mistakes you made, rule your present and you cant do anything about it except sit and watch karma doing its thing.
That is probably why it is called 'The Quarter Life Crisis'. Are we mature enough to deal with all this shit at once, one after the other, just making it worse? Would you think its just you or if its everyone else too who are dealing with their shit as you are, but too stubborn and introverted to talk about it? Yes.
If not now, later, anytime in life, its your shit- it's you who has to deal with it.
Be blessed because the ones whom you have held on to all this long are still there-and will stay forever. The ones whom you have held now will stay forever too. Many a lesson are yet to come, many good things and bad. Get your shit together, hold yourself up and face everything 'cos you are a fighter and you are meant to be!
