“Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.”—Albert Einstein (via thelovelybones)
And I really hope he isn’t reading this, if not he’d be upsetted and angry once again because of me. It’s not that I want to keep anything from him or want to lie to him. I never will.
For someone with low self esteem and low self confidence like me, I never really believe in myself much. People are smarter and better at everything than me in school, I may always try as hard as I can to make sure everyone around me is as happy as can be because that drives me on, but me trying as hard as I can is equiavalent to someone barely trying. There are so many things that I’m bad at, I’m emotional and sensitive, I’m addicted to coffee, I laugh too much and have bad jokes, I can’t judge people well and think everyone’s nice so I be twice as nice as I can back to them and I don’t know how to tell or show people I love them well enough. Nothing I do can compare to others.
And this feeling that someday he mightn’t like me as much anymore or will not be willing to continue waiting for me to be able to feel worthy of him always comes so how can anyone expect me to stop worrying? And yes, that’s to add to the list, I’m a worry ward.
I know I get hurt by people around me easily, being tricked, being bluffed off, being insulted by some and being pushed around by others. But I can promise nothing, not even all these put together will hurt as much as him giving me up.
One guy I dated once told me scornfully, “Please! You think we’re in some stupid teenage drama where everything is beautiful and it will all work out? Wake up! Life sucks! This is reality, suck it up!!”
He was wrong. Very wrong.
Life sucks only because we choose to see that it sucks. Reality is nothing near the dreams or ideals we once had because with each knock that we experience in life, we lose a little of that idealism, that hope…until ultimately, we are all too busy scrambling to make a decent enough living to hope or dream. And we accept that life does,indeed, suck.
Yet, the happiest people don’t necessarily have the best of everything.They just make the best of everything they have. After all, as the mass email I received the other day says, life really isn’t about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain.
And why should we “suck it up”? Why should we accept that “life” is just this terrible, harsh, dull existence? We reduce and resign ourselves to living in “the rat race”, shrug our shoulders and say meekly “no choice what.” When a recession hits, the economy collapses and we have to pull 14-hour days to earn a meagre salary that is just enough to keep our family from starving, it’s the same refrain – “No choice what.” And when life hands me lemons and decrees that I should live out my days on the sidelines, I should just give the same long-suffering sigh and say “No choice what”?
I disagree. There is a choice. It may not be obvious but it’s there. And if you think there really isn’t one, then by God, create one—a choice that is more palatable to you than the ones facing you now. The choices that are obvious to me, the choices in front of me, suck. They stink. So,I am choosing the invisible choice – an option of my own creation.
It matters not how a man dies, but how he lives. —Samuel Johnson
“Sometimes we do things, even the craziest or the most nonsensical just to see the people around us with a smile on their faces, and it’s not about what they think of you at the very end, but the very fact that they smiled because of something you did for them and the little tinge of happiness you get with that knowledge.”—
14463.) I want someone to be around to make all my choices for me. Tell me what’s wrong and what’s right. Tell me when I’m about to screw up. Tell me what I want to do in the future. To know me well enough to be spot on when they tell me these things. Someone that knows everything about me and doesn’t care how screwed up I am. Someone that can fix my mistakes. Someone that will always be there when I need them. Someone that actually loves me.
Everyone needs to know they’re being loved once in a while.
Je t’aime means I LOVE YOU in french.
ek is lief vir jou means I LOVE YOU in afrikaans.
unë të dua means I LOVE YOU in albanian.
t’estimo means I LOVE YOU in catalan.
わたしは、あなたを愛しています means I LOVE YOU in japanese.
but no matter which language it is said in, it still touches one’s heart the same way, doesn’t it?
My 7 year old brother is autistic and has a very hard time with fine motor skills so he was held back.
But one day over the weekend he sat at the table for two hours trying to string beads into a bracelet all by himself. The reason? He loves a little girl in his class named Cindy because she plays with him.
His love and her kindness GMH
”—Love drives people to do amazing things. via Givesmehope.