Success is this: the ability to play the hand you’re dealt like it’s the hand you wanted.
Life is kind of unpredictable. Roller-coaster from hell gone mad kind of unpredictable. Lots and lots of ups and downs, of stress, of pain and suffering and obstacles. Also, our minds play tricks on us and it seems that it is far easier to focus on the bad, on what we have yet to have, on faults and flaws, on the bad memories. Continue reading
“The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven…” – John Milton, Paradise Lost
Have you ever met someone who, objectively speaking, has it all, yet they are miserable, depressed, anxious? Have you ever met someone who is constantly seeking out problems, creating issues where they don’t exist, overreacting, overthinking, and spending most of their time trying to identify what exactly is wrong with their lives?
Have you ever met someone who could be happy and fulfilled if only they’d give up on a bad habit or addiction? Yet, even though they ask for help and always talk about changing their ways, they never do so. Continue reading
Happy people learn that happiness, like sweat, is a by-product of activity. You can only achieve happiness if you are too busy living your life to notice whether you are happy or not.
— Frank Pittman
We all desire comfort and safety. Those who live on a month to month basis wish to have enough money in the bank to never have to worry about the next paycheck again. The lonely wish for someone who’ll cure their loneliness for ever. The broken hearted want their happily ever after. The damaged dream of fairytales, sinners dream of Heaven, and most of us simply dream of life being okay until the end of times. Continue reading
“It wasn’t only wickedness and scheming that made people unhappy, it was confusion and misunderstanding; above all, it was the failure to grasp the simple truth that other people are as real as you.” – Ian McEwan
They say the biggest distance between two people is misunderstanding. It creates this gap between people. Or is it a wall? And it’s frustrating, isn’t it? It does make you feel as if you’re alone, the only one who thinks and says and acts in a certain way.
And by feeling so don’t we diminish others as well? Don’t we fail to understand that even though they are different, they’re still inherently the same as us? And they deserve to be treated the same way we’d like to be treated.
I don’t know, it’s a difficult question to answer.
But could you hate someone if you knew why they do what they do? If you could truly understand them? Their thoughts? Their feelings? Know their past? Their struggles? What they want? What they have lost? Continue reading
First of all, I’d like to say that I have been that guy. The loser. Depressed, suicidal, yet doing my best to motivate others. The words I wrote were for myself, for those like myself, and for those who could, one day, end up like me.
That being said, I believe in every single word spoken in that video. I understand the principles at work, I have lived in comfort (and depression), I have desired comfort, and the more I wanted comfort, the more discomfort I had in my life.
If you are inclined to disagree with me, or feel that I am insensitive to people’s mental health, I do urge you to listen Joe Rogan in this video, then try to see it in a less civilized manner. See yourself as less than human, and a bit more animal, and see that happiness and mental well-being is the result of overcoming struggles, not avoiding them. Continue reading
“You say you’re ‘depressed’ – all I see is resilience. You are allowed to feel messed up and inside out. It doesn’t mean you’re defective – it just means you’re human.” – David Mitchel
Loneliness. It’s painful. It’s a disease. It’s as if there’s a wall between you and everyone else. It’s just you and the silence. Just you and yourself. It forces you to think. To remember. To feel. To remember what you’d never want to feel again.
Depression. Feels like drowning. With the added difference that you see everyone else breathing. It’s standing at edge of an abyss, staring down at the void, contemplating the idea of oblivion.
We often feel broken beyond repair. Hopeless. We see ourselves as unworthy of redemption.
I want to tell you that we are here to feel.
That is all.
Everything that makes you feel alive is worth experiencing at least once. Sometimes even twice.
It’s all so we develop a certain perspective. It’s so that we grow and become what we’re supposed to become.
So feel. Just feel. Just let it be. Just accept what is.
Let go. Continue reading