A narcoleptic, insecure, sad, cold. Eza, 19.

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Who could have ever imagine to be finally get over things that aren't unnecessary. Yep, life goes up and down but it must moves on. So I am finally 20 and I think I've succeed in letting go things that would fucked up my whole life again? 

Here's the thing. I start to realise that getting sad and cried for hours won't change anything where I know that I used to be like that. I used to think I'll never be better but I've realise that its just me who won't budge to change. My girls used to tell me, "stop being sad. you is worth." Well, I guess I am stopping from being sad and depressed. 

It was the anxiety. It tells me to be sad. Tells me to not let things go and keep on reminding me that I have to be sad. Millionth times I convinced myself that I will be stuck in this world that I created it myself; fulls of torture and torment. But at the peak of my youth, 20's, I stil have a long way to go to get stressed over silly things.

Yep, I'm letting things go and I'm doing great.

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