Hola from the land of rice paper rolls and flavor-bomb cuisine! Sending my greetings to whoever you are and wherever you’re from. If life’s been good on your end, kudos! Otherwise, fall down eight; climb up nine 😉
A few days ago, someone who means the world to me received hate mail about yours truly, and do I have to say, it came as a whirlwind tornado. Well, I’m not here to give any acknowledgment to that but to pen down the “insights” I’ve gained from the lemon-lime-and-bitters experience.
You’re doing it wrong: Perhaps, when facing problems or challenges in life, one of the first things our minds or the people around us might say out of concern/caringness/love/guilt/whatever emotions would be this. Do not jump to conclusions or the defensive end if we don’t agree with that. They’re entitled to voice their opinions, and so do we. Even if misunderstandings arise (which happens more often than one could imagine), trust our inner compass and believe that lessons will be learned. Perfection is an illusion.
I’m disappointed in myself. I’ve let myself down: This is by far the most vulnerable thing a human can admit to themselves (whether it’s saying it aloud or confessing to others). Oftentimes, we care so much about what impression we give to others due to the world we live in—be it due to social norms or personal decorum. Fret not; that’s just how humans function at times. End of the day, are we disappointed in disappointing others or… ourselves? Perhaps by saying this might help—I answer to my faith and my existence as a person with standards, morals, and experience. Those who matter would want the best for me, and vice versa.
Our past defines us. There are track records. Nothing beats statistics: Well, if a person’s been living a contented life and making a statement as such, I’d wish them the best and hope they’ll forever maintain that for the rest of their lives. However, on the contrary, if one hadn’t had many events/occasions/experience that are fulfilling up to this point in life and believes that nothing is going to change—they’re the maker of their destiny as that’s what they’ve been feeding their minds. Who are we to convince them otherwise, anyways? Ultimately, it’s one’s choice to live in a world they hope to see (be it a conscious choice or a mindless one).
My blog has never been a space where it’s only events or happenings I think are entertaining to be shared with others or joyous moments I want to remember. Whenever I feel sad, I find comfort in expressing myself in this virtual space; whenever I feel inspired, I’ll share it here and hope that my future self would remember what impacted the way I think and how I perceive the world.
Lastly, a few trifling words to those who wish for others’ downfall—May you find inner peace; whatever we offer to the world comes back to us. Tenfold, I’d dare to say.
Chacun voit midi à sa porte. Xx.