The Worst Kind Of Self Sabotage We Allow Is By Allowing People To Not Treat Us Good. There Is No Justification
The worst kind of self sabotage we allow is by allowing people to not treat us good. There is no justification in the whole world to be treated not good. And we must leave that place the moment we catch the slightest sniff of it. Because once we justify those acts to ourselves, it becomes a habit. A suicidal one for that.
-V
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At the end of the day, we all crave for recognitions. To be recognised as a perfect outcome of our parent's nurturing, or to be recognised as a good friend and companion, to be recognised as a good social element, or to called a worthy human. Everything revolves around this, someway or the other. What we miss on our part is to recognise the ones we should. 'My father without questions spends on my education, I am grateful for life.' , 'My friend texts me twice a month if I am okay, that always lifts my spirits.' , 'My cousin gives me a bear hug everytime we meet, I've never felt more comfortable anywhere in the world.' , 'My teacher punished me to write essays when I hated them, I love writing more than anything.' If only we said it all out aloud. If only we did not wait for people to feel our feelings from disguised, undercover actions but had enough courage to bare ourselves by pouring our recognitions for everybody. It takes a lot to feel, but it doesn't take much to say.
-V
Emotionally, I have always wanted to be my softer self. Intellectually, I wanted to hold an invisible sword. As always, I seemed to enjoy diving deep enough to hit the bottom.
I've been grinding so hard,
it's the tenderness in me-
-that is threatening to escape,
but if I don't continue-
-life and opportunities are still going to do.
-VS
"So? Who's the one with more walls?", I asked grinning. My point was proved.
Sighing loud, as if tired of being on the defensive side, "I don't know. But if no one delved deeper into me, I'd always find peace telling them that I am okay..."
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-Vanshika
When you love the rain too dearly,
You are not scared of her storms.
Since you danced in the flowers she shed,
You must accept her worms.
Like two paths to a destination,
one a beautiful road, one a scary wood.
You must know all creatures on earth,
have an evil devil, and an angel good.
-Vanshika