I owe it to myself!

There's this saying - 
"Why do i keep hitting myself a hammer? Because it feels so good when i stop".

It is possible to romanticize pain. 
It is possible we like the pain too.
It is possible that we're wired that way.
Beacuse we can only be as happy as we have been sad, you know?

Having gone through  pain and trauma makes the ordinary and mundane somehow special and just a lack of trauma can become a source of happiness. 
And i guess that's okay!
Because lot of people don't choose that for themselves.
But, this isn't about them,whatever I'm writing.

It's about recognizing that every human being is capable of being self-destructive. 
Some of us learn lessons and move on.
Some of us get into a cycle of implosion and self- pity,
and some stay in the grey area between the two.

This tendency is the main reason we procastinate knowing well that it will have consequences.
This is the reason we stay in toxic and abusive relationships.
This is why we lie and cheat.
This is why we, for the lack of a better word, Fuck up.

And all I can say is, we owe it to ourselves to be better.
I owe it to myself and  you owe it to yourself.
We deserve better.
Be better.


~Man says

Comments

  1. Unknown22 June 2020 at 01:11

    " just a lack of trauma can become a source of happiness." Exactly 😇

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  2. Unknown23 June 2020 at 09:26

    Well I always knew you had this in you, this art of expressing your thoughts or your feelings. Reading this made me a little overwhelmed and a lot proud ❤️

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