My battle

"I am sitting at the very center of my university. It's pouring rain. The gloomy clouds are taking over my soul. But the storm before my eyes is nothing compared to the one inside of me. Hundreds and hundreds of people are passing by me; I can't help but think what kind of battle they might be going through. Are they going through depression? Are they broken by someone's actions? Are their parents arguing constantly? Perhaps they're fighting a disease? Did they just lose someone they love? Are they lonely? Perhaps every few are fighting one or more of those battles. But that doesn't matter. What matters is how they are dealing with it. I wish I could help at it all.

But wait, perhaps one out of all those people thinks the same way. I want to scream, but no one would listen. I usually vent to my mother, but I'm abroad; my parents and sisters won't handle listening to my crazy thoughts, it might make them concerned. I don't like concerning people. My university buddies are all at the library, I prefer sitting out here; I feel like the weather understands me and comforts me more than they can right now; maybe because me and it are feeling the same right now?

It's crowded yet I feel like I am all alone. Why is that? I'm too young to feel this way. Maybe that's my battle..."

# anonymous

The Realization

The Realization

Lately I’ve been practicing asking myself a question

What if this moment were already perfect, everything you needed to be happy?

This question is transformative.

If I’m upset about something, I reconsider the moment and realize that I’m being small-minded about something, and that if I look at the entire moment, I can appreciate how much I have to be grateful for.

Being mad at someone, I can see that actually this person is pretty wonderful and I should be grateful for having them in my life.

Being upset at a situation, I can see how much I actually have, how lucky I am, how great it is to be alive.

And even in non-frustrating moments, I can see how much of a gift this present moment is, and pause to really appreciate everything about it. And then make the most of it.

Is it possible this moment is the perfect blend you need for happiness?

Love is Pain

Autumn, Spring

Summer and winter

Seem full of charm

When in love, passionate, warm

Stars are blinking

Seems  winking

Winking fairies

With bright faces

Of different races

Feeling all is well

Even Paradise in Hell

When love comes

In life of ones

Happy hours start

Fled away riot

When comes treachery

Makes misery

At the end said a man

Love is pain, Love is pain

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You’ll Be OK

You’ll Be OK

You’re walking down the street, and you’re worried about being late for meeting someone.

You’re anxious about what they might think of you. You pass some people and worry a bit about what they think of you, without realizing you’re doing it.

You’re worried about some things at work, and all the things you have to do in your personal life (taxes, errands, bills). You have this feeling you should be doing more, doing something else. All the time.

You worry about how you look, about how you’re perceived, about how you’ll do, about whether you’ll fail, about how much you have to do, about what you don’t have, about what you’re missing out on, about how you compare to others.

Don’t worry, you’re not alone. We all worry about these things.

Here’s the thing: in all of these cases, you’ll be OK. Life will turn out just fine.

We’re always worried about what might go wrong, about the bad things people think about us, and so on. We’re focused on the bad outcomes only.

Those bad outcomes are just a few possibilities out of many, and they’re unlikely to come true.

And even if they do (let’s say someone thinks badly of you), the bad outcomes rarely ever mean anything disastrous for our lives.

Even if the bad things come true, you’ll be OK.

Picture the things you’ve worried about in the last few years: little things mostly. And in all of those cases, you turned out fine. Life didn’t collapse.

If you start to build confidence that you’ll be OK, you can let go of the worries (when you notice them). You can feel good, rather than being consumed by worry and anxiety all the time.

You walk down the street, relaxed, with a smile on your face.

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