A Love Letter To The Strong Ones
Being strong and making it through tough times is not for the faint-hearted. It ain't easy. So many of us struggle with our insecurities, not knowing how to flourish amidst all the confusion and doubt tumbling around in our heads.
I'm one of them. My overthinking has kept me from doing many of the things I once felt so strongly about. All it took was one self-degrading thought and boom... there I was disqualifying myself from accomplishing my own dreams.
It takes a strong mind to truly be successful. I've learned how important it is to be real with yourself, to know who you are and what you're capable of. Accepting your imperfections means honoring the person you are, the good, bad, the downright ugly parts of you that are scary, or make you feel less-than. It means knowing that no matter how bad you may feel about whatever messed-up point you're at in your life, you have everything you need within YOU to get to the next best point, because the bad times don't last forever. They don't have to.
Ask for help when you're drowning.
Reaching out for support or direction is and always will be one of the bravest things you ever do. There's nothing cute about surviving all on your own. All those people who talk about how they got where they got are by themselves are full of it. The people who say no one ever gave them anything... their forgetting about that friend who talked them out of jumping off a building, or the girl who parted with $10 just so they could have a meal, or the other friend who told them they had potential to do great things in this world. What those ingrates are really saying is, thanks, but no thanks. "That's not the kind of help I wanted." But just remember something: Every little act of kindness ever bestowed upon you was someone's investment in YOU.
You are absolutely amazing.
What's inspiring is how gracefully you deal with the worst-case scenarios. My favorite stories are of those who struggled with the worst kinds of demons. Those demons that live inside of you and torment your every waking moment. The ones that lead you down that dark path where you know hell is just around the corner. To find your way back, it's miraculous. We forget that we are all walking miracles, full of second chances and tomorrows. No, tomorrow is not promised, but how many tomorrows have you woken up to since you've been alive? --Enough to know you have a purpose here on this earth, and the only way to truly feel fulfilled is to know that in some way you have tapped into that power to live that purpose.
Keep trying new things and asking questions and feeling lost and getting found over and over and over again, because those who get what they want out of life are the ones who persist through all the doubt and confusion.
Don't be afraid to reinvent yourself, no matter how crazy or eccentric your ideas may sound. The one thing that seems so far-fetched just may save you. You have to be willing to take a chance. Being courageous is not for the faint-hearted. Neither is having the unshakable faith that your brave choices will get you to the promised land.