I've been on this position before. I know that I've reached it again because, for once more in my life, I have felt so... me?
Experiencing the same thing all over again - it has become a temporary addition to the definition of my very being.
Temporary because I still cling on to hope: the hope that everything will change.
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A question for us to ponder. |
If you've sensed it after reading the first two lines of this post... this will be a rant about one of my many misfortunes in life.
I'll try my best to go through this rant as smooth, yet clear, as I can.
If you were to ask me what are the things I have and around me that make me as I am, the answer won't be definite and precise nor will it be complete if I do take the time to enumerate it all because I am more than just a string of sentences nor an essay paragraph. The definition of me is as big as the whole universe and my personality is as vast as the interstellar space outside our Solar System. Does that mean I'm bigger than the cosmic space outside this celestial body? Physically, no but my point is, I am more than what people seem.
A short disclaimer though, I am not saying that the whole world revolves around me NOR it should around me.
I'm only saying that I am worth something, and that I do deserve the things that are deemed worthy for me to receive. Just like everyone of us, even YOU the person reading this, we are all worthy. We deserve the happiness we truly need to feel and that this happiness should always begin evoking from within you and not from others. And it's also that self-made happiness is what we should also bring upon to others whom we consider our trusty partners in life, whether it be our best friends or our loved ones.
I was never in a relationship, nor I think I'd ever have one soon though hihihi, which is one of the reasons why I treasure friendship a whole lot more.
I've met friends since pre-school through grade-school but never really got to be too close to anyone until I entered high-school where I came out of my shell and truly showed my whole being to people - I was happy.
For some reason though, my true colours didn't really tick a lot of people's boxes - I was categorized and placed in a box with the label "The Weird Ones". At first, I wasn't at all pleased at how people viewed me as that but as time goes on, my self-appreciation only grew larger and I totally accepted (and even agreed) to me being super weird (and eccentric lol).
I mean, after all, those are the types of people that really make the world much more interesting, doesn't it?
And little by little, my friends who accepted me for who I am came to me one by one and from that day on, I made my own circle of friends filled with people who accept me as well as people I accept.
Be friends with anyone with a suitable space, anything too close and it will only turn everything on it's head
That is one of the lines that have lingered on to me ever since I got into a fight with one of the very people I call my closest friends - the perpetrator? Me. It was a really bad experience that I'd never want to experience once more. It made things pretty awkward with whoever that is so I knew that I'd never want to go through that again - simply put, it feels so bad.
But luck was, sarcastically, on my side and just a few months after, it happened again... and again, and again... and again. Basically, this happened for 8 times now, with
different friends.
And the main underlying reason is because... I become too much of "me"?
For some reason, when I get too close to someone and I freely show the core essence of who I am, the joy and fun will climax until it reaches that point where everything suddenly turns bad.
Is it wrong to be me? Is there anyone out there willing to accept me even when I become too much of "me"? I don't know but I am willing to wait.
It's a repetitive phenomenon and it has become a normal thing for me.
This is one of the things that I have learned from one of my all-time favourite anime shows, Kiznaiver.
The closer you get with someone, the easier it gets for both parties to get hurt.
By the way, if you don't know Kiznaiver, you should check it out. It is one of those anime that hits close to home and I consider it one of the anime shows that is super special for me. It may not be the best but it is treasure-worthy (and I'm willing to defend it's status as that).
Thank you for reading this rant. I will all leave you with this final picture.
Have you found someone who'd truly accept you for who you are, deep in and out?