Sometimes we push through envelopes of life that make us uncomfortable, that push us, challenges us and even make us feel small. But feeling small is good for us.
It makes us question who we are.
And if need be, reflect and refine.
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Category: Advice from the Oldies (Page 4 of 12)
It’s our responsibility to ask the questions.
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K
// I always felt I didn’t need to know about the investments, about the money, about the fine lines, about my own health and more. I put this ownice on Vivek. I’m learning now. Everything to do with me and Aru, is my responsibility. And I need to know, I need to be informed.
Do I wait for you to change?
For you to see the light?
For you to feel the feels?
For you to freaking realise what you’ve fucking done?
Because all that waiting means forgiveness.
And I don’t have that.
I just don’t have that.
I have compromise.
That is all I have.
All I owe you.
Everything I owe him.
So if you don’t.
We be gone.
What life would you be living, if you didn’t need someone else’s approval.
For what you studied.
For how much money you made.
For how many nights you went out.
For which bags you bought.
For the food you ate.
For the tidiness you kept.
For what you did during the day.
If you took a pen a paper and thought.
IF NO-ONE ELSE MATTERED
WHAT WOULD I WANT TO DO WITH MY LIFE.
Would I want to travel and live overseas for a couple of years?
Would I have a bottle of coke every now and then?
Would I buy a $1000 dress instead of 5 $200 ones?
Would I change my career to something which offered less OR more money?
Would I buy an apartment instead of a house?
Would I wear huge earrings and bright pink shoes?
WHO WOULD I BE IF YOUR THOUGHTS WEREN’T IN MY HEAD?
For every daughter.
For every wife.
Let us stop living for their approval and based on their permission.
Let us believe in our own concepts of life and lifestyle and find the mid-way ground or the no-tolerance ground if it is what you truly believe in.
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K – still finding her way.
The greatest thing we all have
Is how we choose to think.
What we tell ourselves everyday.
The little thoughts running around in our mind.
We can tell them.
F-this-sad-as-shit today is going to be awesome because xyz.
And every day.
Every shitty day, when we wake up, wanting to go back to bed,
We can change that feeling.
By choosing how we think.
Rather than thinking…
That what is.
Is.
Because it isn’t.
It can be whatever the fuck you want it to be.
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Why do we cheat? Why do we hit?
Why do we crave ice-cream?
Why do we seek affection?
Why do we need that afternoon coffee?
Why do we need to travel?
Why do we seek connection?
Why do we buy that extra pair of shoes?
Why did we put down the money for the Leowe?
I’ve always been about finding out the why.
But now, it feels like I know so much “why”.
It almost makes it harder to
Just.
Be.
I would tell you what I know, If I was out of the woods.
But for now,
I’m a little lost.
Figuring out this life game.
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I was worried Aru was sleeping with his teddy every night. Getting a bit too attached.
Wanted to take it with him everywhere.
Then I realised,
I sleep with my phone next to me every night.
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K
Sometimes. Actually most of the time.
The hardest thing to hear is yourself.
Your insides.
Amidst all this.
A barrage of your senses and an assault of your mind.
This everything.
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K
I think you reach your 30s and you start to realise your parents are human. They mess things up. They can’t fix everything. They can’t do things the way you expect them to be done.
And suddenly, you feel like they’ve failed you.
But really.
They’ve been who they are all along.
It’s just you who is changing.
When you were little, they could predict the future.
They could tell you when you’d trip and fall.
They could tell you when the ice cream would make you sick.
They could tell you which of your friends wasn’t the best influence.
They could protect you from it all.
So you started to feel like they knew it all.
They were on the pedestal.
They had the foresight.
They must be super human.
Perfect almost.
So you start to see them in that light.
Then as you get older.
Suddenly, who they are doesn’t sit right with you anymore.
You feel like they’re letting you down.
Of course they are.
Because you’ve changed.
We all change.
We marry different people who change us.
We meet new people at work who introduce us to new ideas.
We read about new theories and new arguments.
We are in flux.
But sweetheart.
They are who they are, because they figured themselves out long before.
Minor adjustments here and there, but overall, they know where they stand.
So you can make a choice.
You can omit them. Hurt them. Unlove them.
For not living up to your standards.
Or you can accept them.
And realise, you lived a childhood that wasn’t up to their adult standards.
And they stood by you.
For the messy, late, uncontrollable, crazy little person you were (insert Aru on a challenging day here).
And for the drunk, irresponsible, obstinate, arrogant teen that you were (insert argument with my Dad about 2 bottles of beer here).
And for the betraying, selfish, expectant adult you’ve become (insert fight with my mum here).
I’m saying all these things, because I know – we all have days, when we are some of these things. I AM SOME OF THESE THINGS.
But I can love better.
When I realise.
They are who they are.
And I choose love.
Over a lifetime lost.
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K
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