a Sticky one still

It is hard to navigate modern society everyday as an ever growing adult. It is even harder to comprehend the ever changing tides that are shaped by what we consider time, luck or circumstance. Sometimes life does truly feel like an Olivia Rodrigo song, the one she titled “One step forward and three steps back” and, sometimes life feels like that one ABBA song, “slipping through my fingers”. Both look back at time and past memories and how they come so quick and go so fast. It makes it harder to remain positive and channel that positivity within to reach out to something or to dig out some hope for the next step.

What is the next step, is to go back to the beginning and start again, is to fall and rise up, is it to continuously rise up and view every obstacle as a learning moment? What happens then when you are tired of learning through bitter lessons, what happens then when you are trying to just sail through the joys of every given moments? It becomes challenging because on the other hand, you have faith for today and tomorrow but at the same time there is a fear that maybe just maybe good things are not meant for you hence the back and forth with growth and development but then again what is the basis of all this, is it comparison?

Knowing full well that Comparison is a thief of joy, you tend to move within the world being content with what you have and the hand you have been dealt but still holding on to the belief that tomorrow will bring a good gift, some good news that will finally change the trajectory. Life can be challenging for a strong supportive friend who doesn’t want to vent properly because of fear of being looked at in a different light from those you love and cherish and hope to always view you better. What if I explain the struggle and all of a sudden, I am a charity case, like of course I would love some help but on the basis that I am not the subject of “woe is me”, enjoying time with the loved ones without having to look back and regret ever opening up.

Life can be tough as you get older and getting to realize that there are so many variables that can impact life, both internally and externally. It is imperative that you maintain hope but the kind that is shrouded in reality so that the heart is heavily cushioned from the nature of heartbreaks that can just spring up on you. Life will not always offer motivational quotes, sometimes you will have to write your own motivation, by taking each and every moment just to reflect and continue looking forward, I mean there should be purpose to why we are all here so why go down without ever reaching a form of understanding towards that purpose?

Purpose requires resilience, and resilience is an everyday fight of “here we go again”. This was such an interesting piece of thought for me because I just decided to rant out the chaos in word format. I don’t have life figured out, I don’t know what will happen to me in the near future though I hope for it be good, but I can’t always write my pieces like self help things when sometimes the confusion is what needs to come out so the next step can be figured out. Hopefully when I come back to read this, I would have understood it and I hope that you as a reader can sift through the confusion and find a piece that reaches out to you and offers you a peace that only you can find from within.