I have always been associated with independence, although
not strictly talking about independence from my parents, but at least as an
individual. I have always thought of myself as someone who would and could be
happy without the need of a compliment. I loved finding stuff on my own and
exploring places, thinking that my happiness never depended on anyone else but
myself. I had a way of somewhat manipulating how my day went and how I could
easily just control my feelings and turn my day upside down. I believed for the
longest of time that my motto would be “mind over matter”…think before you act,
think before you feel and think before anything goes wrong. My friends also joked about it most of the
time that I could make it out there on my own, but maybe that is where things
are actually wrong.
Sometimes there are certain events in one’s life, wherein
the mind just cannot seem to surpass matter, that somewhat the matter seems to
take control and no matter how hard I try…sometimes matter does matter. So I
guess Ms. Independent is not as independent as people think, maybe she needs
some help as well. If superman has his own kryptonite then, I also have my own weaknesses.
I guess it is only a matter of acceptance that I do have weaknesses, and that
maybe I am scared that “ I am holding on a thin, thin thread”, that I actually
need. It is not that I am sad or what, it is just that I guess, I need my own “security
blanket” as well…at least someone who would never get tired of listening to my
endless rants and my endless overthinking thoughts. I just do hope that whoever
you are reading this, you won’t get tired of it…cause indeed, Ms. Independent
is not as independent as she may seem.
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