for almost decades now, four to be exact, there is this thing in me that oftentimes makes me want to say but for some reasons i simply cant. i wanted to voice out some ideas, some expressions, some thoughts, some observations and some opinions. sadly though, i end up voicing everything to myself and not to anyone. precisely perhaps, i learned to write... for in doing so, i am able to open and have some medium just to ease whats inside me.
at first, it was just a simple feeling of frustration to some things around me. i thought it was just an ordinary thing to have an opinion. but then, as days passed by..... years passed by that is--- I realized that it has been a habit on my part to just leave everything within me and have everything stored within the deepest chambers of my soul. all kept therein. sealed and has no idea it will someday want to burst.
later, i realized, the keeping is no longer healthy. i begun to feel sad, frustrated and worst, depressed! i know it has something to do with the sealed feelings within me and i know i should let it go but i simply cant get the courage to do it because for sure, i'll end up hurting the people dear to me.
i was damn good in protecting the feelings of others. and damn good in making them happy because their happiness is also mine. but why the hell can't i feel the same way?
they say, we should live by the golden rule.... to do good to others and for them to be good to you too. not to be speaking like my head is bigger than my hat, but i could honestly say, i tried living by that principle in life. for the longest time, i offered myself to those whom i love and became selfless even in so many ways, just to please them. just to make them happy and put then into pedestal. deep inside me, i was hopeful that one day, ill have the same... that they'll give me the same.... yet, reality has taught me that, its not always the case and more often than not, it is unfair! too unfair that is!
when the time came that i finally decided to think of myself for a while. and give myself the chance to be happy too,.... i though i'll be. but then i was mistaken once more. shit! i cant be happy within me being happy alone! and it hurts me as i find myself hurting whenever i ignore the people i love and give myself some priority. i felt so greedy and i know i cant be greedy!
now, im in the middle of thinking. with so many questions inside my head. what should i do? where do i start? and whom should i call to help me?
i have always described myself as misunderstood because to my mind and i have felt it a million times that I am. who will ever understand me???? i myself is confused of how i feel and what to do, will there still be someone who could comprehend what i wanted to say.... wanted to do and wanted to become?
hopeless.... am and all i do in times of confusion is pray....
