She knew the beautiful things in life were beyond the ugliness of the present. Days wasted on anxious worry regarding matters of the now, when things, moments in the future that were so far off and beautiful were ignored. She would never get to those moments if she let the now consume her. Those times ahead shall be the beautiful things, and the purpose of the present is to get there, by any means, by any ways, and in good spirit and good health.
Yet the driving and constant rain outside penned her in. The constant worry and distraction of the online world, of instant news and opposing fact-checks, the daily grind of bills and social requirements, and of the slow and sometimes difficult struggles of life and making due.
Anxiety about tomorrow, the three words which haunt her thoughts with an ominous presence that always seems to seem worse than it often turns out to be. Even the worst works out, given enough time and effort, although a conscious effort not to worry about it is often the hardest thing.
Worry makes everything harder.
So...why?
Be thankful for all we have, even our problems and hard times. They give us that rare chance to prove ourselves and overcome, to excel and defy the odds, and to stare failure in the face and say 'no, not this time.'
Again and again, failure and defeat visit us.
Each time, will we stand up and overcome?
For that, in itself, the beating of the odds and survival of a difficult moment, is in itself a beautiful thing. You show the world how smart you are, how strong you are, and how nobody else would have gotten though the thing you just survived. You proved something to yourself as well, and should take a moment to be proud of that fact.
Without those difficult times, there would be no beautiful recoveries. No appreciation of life. No wonder at the marvel of the incredible world in which we live.
I do not understand the need of safe spaces.
For self-confidence is earned by surviving unsafe places.
Be thankful for that, for your problems in the past and those yet to come, because inside each one is the beautiful story of you waiting to come out.
Yet the driving and constant rain outside penned her in. The constant worry and distraction of the online world, of instant news and opposing fact-checks, the daily grind of bills and social requirements, and of the slow and sometimes difficult struggles of life and making due.
Anxiety about tomorrow, the three words which haunt her thoughts with an ominous presence that always seems to seem worse than it often turns out to be. Even the worst works out, given enough time and effort, although a conscious effort not to worry about it is often the hardest thing.
Worry makes everything harder.
So...why?
Be thankful for all we have, even our problems and hard times. They give us that rare chance to prove ourselves and overcome, to excel and defy the odds, and to stare failure in the face and say 'no, not this time.'
Again and again, failure and defeat visit us.
Each time, will we stand up and overcome?
For that, in itself, the beating of the odds and survival of a difficult moment, is in itself a beautiful thing. You show the world how smart you are, how strong you are, and how nobody else would have gotten though the thing you just survived. You proved something to yourself as well, and should take a moment to be proud of that fact.
Without those difficult times, there would be no beautiful recoveries. No appreciation of life. No wonder at the marvel of the incredible world in which we live.
I do not understand the need of safe spaces.
For self-confidence is earned by surviving unsafe places.
Be thankful for that, for your problems in the past and those yet to come, because inside each one is the beautiful story of you waiting to come out.
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