Have you ever had one of those days when enough is no longer enough and you simply cannot find within yourself the patience to take another step?
People say life is all about strength - that only the strongest manage to succeed; I say that, at the end of the day, it all counts down to whether you were patient enough to go through all the routine or you got lost in it.
Have you ever had one of those days when you dislike yourself beyond belief? Have you ever had one of those days when you hate everything about you: your damaged hair, your weight, the shitty way you speak English, your shiness, your stubborn introversion, the stupid social anxiety, the incapability to finish things, your writing? Have you ever had one of those days when you just wish you were normal and you start speaking, like normal people do, instead of hiding behind the cold keyboard?
Have you ever had one of those days when someone will tell you there is nothing wrong with your way of being?
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