The thing is we are brought up in noise and mostly around others. To sit back, alone and listen to silence will be overwhelming but often something that has to be done to move and heal. Hope is at that point. and yes "While nights ventured to drown me." you nailed that. Life... never easy. But the best things never are <3
"Until you gradually become invisible. A complete erosion of the self...." This, this - one of life's ultimate, most terrifying, exhilarating lessons, when every part of you is conditioned to be 'something' - until everything you've built to prop up an identity crumbles like dust. No one escapes this lesson.
I let other people dictate my do’s and dont’s for as long as I can remember. Every mistake I made only confirmed that they were right and I was wrong. One step out of bounds, and the shame train left the station.
It took a long time to stand on my own two feet. A long time to walk my own path and only allow people who supported me to walk it with me.
It’s still a struggle at times. It’s easy to revert back to the safety of letting others determine who you are. But I just have to keep putting one foot in front of the other, and keep my back turned to their judgmental eyes.
You said it better than me. I find myself thinking…if someone told me what to do…and have to catch myself from going down that path. It’s a journey, for sure, both incredible and incredibly tough. I admire you so much! 🖤
The thing is we are brought up in noise and mostly around others. To sit back, alone and listen to silence will be overwhelming but often something that has to be done to move and heal. Hope is at that point. and yes "While nights ventured to drown me." you nailed that. Life... never easy. But the best things never are <3
I’m often alone, but rarely in silence. It still takes effort to just let thoughts flow. But I agree, it’s very necessary.
The best things are an obstacle course. 😁
Writing Hope is so fulfilling, though.
Definitely keep writing your own story, complete with a few plot twists
The twists do make for lovely surprises. 😁
It’s a fascinating idea, a paradox . In order to be seen, we must render our real self invisible. In order to see our real self, we must be invisible.
I love this. It should be a poem.
Or a listicle. 😁
"From the moment we’re born, there’s noise. Voices, images, videos, followed by lists of dos and don’ts. It’s easy to lose yourself in their storms."
Life's basic conundrum, beautifully summarized. Your Latest Chapter + Notes format is a winner. 👍
Thank you!
So glad you like the format.
Wow, that bit you wrote about healing... I need to print that out and read it every day. There's still too much noise around me!
Always. I need a silent retreat by the beach. With some cocktails. 😁
I feel you!
"Until you gradually become invisible. A complete erosion of the self...." This, this - one of life's ultimate, most terrifying, exhilarating lessons, when every part of you is conditioned to be 'something' - until everything you've built to prop up an identity crumbles like dust. No one escapes this lesson.
Who needs a horror movie when we have life? 😁
Thank you for being here. 🖤
I let other people dictate my do’s and dont’s for as long as I can remember. Every mistake I made only confirmed that they were right and I was wrong. One step out of bounds, and the shame train left the station.
It took a long time to stand on my own two feet. A long time to walk my own path and only allow people who supported me to walk it with me.
It’s still a struggle at times. It’s easy to revert back to the safety of letting others determine who you are. But I just have to keep putting one foot in front of the other, and keep my back turned to their judgmental eyes.
You said it better than me. I find myself thinking…if someone told me what to do…and have to catch myself from going down that path. It’s a journey, for sure, both incredible and incredibly tough. I admire you so much! 🖤
💜 You’re the best. We will figure out this like together somehow! Or die trying… not sure which will come first.
Definitely. 🥰