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A destined misery…or is it?
Are you sightseeing while wishing that what you see could be your reality? Most often, it is our belief in what we deserve that limits us more than what we actually deserve or are capable of achieving. In fact, considering what we deserve or don’t deserve is a distraction most likely grounded in self-pity or…
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Don’t blame destiny
Most often, it is our belief in what we deserve that limits us more than what we actually deserve or are capable of achieving. It’s like waiting up all night to witness an amazing sunrise only to give up as the first streaks of dawn appear and then convince ourselves that it was our destiny…
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Hopelessly hopeful
In all the times that hope seemed to escape me, I realised that it was not because the future held no hope. It was because I had given up hope of being able to participate meaningfully in that future. I’ve often believed that it’s not depression that exists, but instead, it is hopelessness. It is…
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Resilience is not cheap
I’ve watched some emerge stronger from harrowing ordeals, while others crumble from comparatively minor setbacks. This made me wonder what it is that makes some resilient while others remain fragile? Sometimes it’s the final straw that makes us appear weak when we crumble from a seemingly petty incident, while others have no insight into how…
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Obliviously Resilient
Anyone claiming to be free of their ego is in fact driven by it.
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Defining Moments
I’ve often mulled over the idea of one day listing the moments that I believe defined me in ways I often still don’t fully understand. The images that flash through my mind when I contemplate those defining moments are often not scenes of hope and happiness, but most often they’re scenes of struggles, pain, isolation,…
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The Fragility of Trust
A question I received from a friend this morning coincided with something I was considering yesterday. I wondered why it’s sometimes easy to trust, and at other times it’s nearly impossible. Why does it seem so easy for some to walk away from depression, while others are haunted with it for most of their lives?…
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No matter how much I try to find normal friends, I always end up polarising towards people that are as screwed up as me. Birds of a feather and all that crap, you know. Even at times when I meet someone that seems to be perfectly normal and well-adjusted, they turn out to be screwed…
