Note to self – 7 (when things don’t go the way you expect)

Okay. So this happens always many times.

You want to get selected in the dance competition that’s coming up, but you don’t.

You try to make a move towards your crush and you come to know he/she is already in a relationship.

You work hard to get the promotion, yet you are denied.

So what can you tell yourself in these moments of “This cannot be happening…”?

Dear Self,

Why do you expect life to be easy? Why do you expect you will somehow know everything before it happens..?

Life is unpredictable. Every single moment is unpredictable. And unfortunately we cannot do anything about it.

What you can do, is accept difficulties as a part of life.

And be honest with yourself.. –

Every problem doesn’t leave you broken and miserable.

You learn a lot when you face problems. And when you learn, you grow..

Life isn’t supposed to be easy. It is supposed to bring growth. It is supposed to be exicting. It is supposed to bring out the best in you. And at most times, ease doesn’t result into growth.

So try to accept every single thing that happens as if it is the best that can happen. And try to make it as better as you can.

When you come across something different than you expected, ask yourself

“Okay, this is happening. What is the best thing that I can do now?”

You are capable of doing this. You can make the best out of this situation that you are in.

Can you?

Just try! (◠‿◕)

Love,

Me

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Labels

We need reasons
Reasons for everything
Not just a reason,
We like to label

When I am scared to speak in public
I label myself as introvert
I don’t try to see whether it’s my extreme fear or just a feeling everyone goes through

When I label myself
I repeat
I am an introvert.. I am an introvert..
So I try to behave like one

That day I thought of saying what I felt in class
In front of everyone
But,
“Introverts don’t speak in public, they don’t like attention”

Thus I killed my desire numerous times,
To fit into the category
I gave myself

One day I was forced to enter in elocution competition
I closed my eyes and told myself
I am not afraid of speaking in public
It’s not that bad

I didn’t get a round of applause
But my teacher beamed at me
“Yes, you spoke!”

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