NeW sTaRt
Friday, June 27, 2025
Sound of thunder
Wednesday, October 16, 2024
Fairy tales put to rest
Monday, October 23, 2023
The forest fire dies out
Ah, procrastination's here knocking on my door again. The weirdest thing is that it brings a great rush that numbs me to the deadlines that I keep for myself. The deadlines that would enable me to produce quality over quantity. The deadlines that make me a planner. That makes me do whatever it is that I stand for. It waltzes in so effortlessly, breaking down every small bit of me I slogged to build. It drags on until I think I have to find "the fire" within me and set it to everything I see.
I guess lucky are those whose lives aren't yet plagued by this cause and effect. It is told time and again that you can keep a fire going to push you to your best. You light it in whichever way that works for you whether it be self-hate, doubt, harsh goals, or bitter truths. Maybe my list tilted toward the dark side there, but no post-its saying "you can do it" ever worked on me! That's what I wish to change moving forward. I believe that the strangest thing you can do to yourself is think that you need constant motivation to keep you from procrastinating. The concept of rest gets lost somewhere along the way though that is what we believe we do while we're procrastinating. This basically leads to a circle of not doing anything or helping your own mind be kinder to you. You might then set off a forest fire thinking it's the best way to motivate you to rise and shine through it all, but to me, it feels like that's far from the truth.
It's only on some reflection that I found that whenever I feel like I'm not out there "achieving" it, it is only causing me pain. It is only making me feel undeserving of ordinary things. It is only making me want to try and rebel against "laziness". It is only making me feel like the path that's left is through the labyrinth of burning out. And when the burnout hits, more deadlines pile and the unwelcome feeling intensifies. So, I talk, I write, I sing, I move around to remember that whatever needs to be done, shall not be rushed more than my very existence. It shall not compromise on all subsequent things that can be done and those might be some of the hardest decisions I make. Those decisions might help me choose things that make me truly happy instead of settling for any less. Oh, I am willing to learn about calming this chaos and finding another way to keep at it because when the forest fire dies out, it sets off a slow and steady chain of disasters...
Sunday, July 30, 2023
Through their eyes
Thursday, March 16, 2023
Blue ; Shell ; Circle ; Dawn.
Saturday, December 31, 2022
My immaturity
I read somewhere that maturity is when you accept change without drama and fights. It said to stop asking why they lost contact with you and that you notice the change and accept it with a smile.
I believe that's utter rubbish. Walking away with a smile is often painful and unnecessarily saint-like. There have been instances where I have done it. Didn't ever make me feel mature just made me wonder where I went wrong. Over and over , stuck in a loop of thinking I'm not good enough.I feel that as long as you still fight you are finding a normal and human way to channel the fact that you still care and want to maintain that relationship. Not entirely justifying fighting as it never always reaches a solution, but bottling it up and pretending it never happened tends to be worse .
Why do we normalise to deflect our negative emotions with a smile?
Why is that enthroned with a powerful term as maturity?
Why do we overuse the term mature when there is actually no true standard to measure it against?
Say ,who's the most mature person you've met in your life?
Are they happy all the time?
Do they process what they go through?
I believe maturity is when you choose not to stoop down to their level , no matter the amount of disrespect they show towards you, through their words and actions...
Whether its a child being asked to stop a compulsive behaviour and act "mature" or it's an adult relationship which isn't going your way, glorifying that expectation of being mature is unfair. It's belittling. It's painful. It's dismissive. It's anger inducing. It doesn't help to call someone immature. You're comparing them to a standard of pain that you've been through and expect them to behave that exact same way!
So the next time you are struggling to accept something about someone, maybe see your mortal nemesis in them, create a healthy competition or walk away , don't smile.
That ending didn't make sense did it?
NEITHER DOES MATURITY
sincerely
An immature kid
<3
Wednesday, November 2, 2022
blurry blurtings
Sound of thunder
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