… I realize sure, some things are good, some aren’t, struggles are here, and I’m even not one of those having it the worst.
But I just wanted to write something down for all those of you that are younger : I can’t, sadly, know when or how it ends, or even if it will at all in certain cases, but you know all this self-criticism, self-flagellation, constant lack of self-confidence?
Well, there may be a time when it all ends. Completely, totally, entirely, and just like that, you realize you’re free from it, probably forever.
It doesn’t make everything ok, doesn’t heal everything and won’t change anything to your denied need for justice and anger against subservience or all the evils people, or you, live through.
But this whole thing about self harming, physically or psychologically? THIS may end. It ended for me like 6 or 7 years ago, probably to never come back. Nothing particular happened, you know. Stuff just healed. It took time but it did happen in the end.
And I dearly wish it will for you all too.
Cheers and take care.
Preach. Welcome to 40. Where life becomes beautiful because you realised you were letting it be controlled by other’s opinions of you and they have a long way to go to find peace and happiness.
There is nothing more to do now but start enjoying the world, that tree over there, and the characters you meet along the way. Everything is beautiful when you finally start looking through your own eyes, not the lenses of others.
I wish I could transfer this mindset to younger people, but it only comes through time. Accept your insignificance, realise what you can do, and make every step forward being about joy for yourself and for others along the way. It all gets better when that clicks, but it feels like you have to be broken by it all first.