During a difficult period, I started this blog as a personal motivator, a space I could revisit to reignite my spirits. Life's demands eventually pulled me away, and the blogging landscape seemed to have shifted. However, another challenging phase drew me back, this time with a commitment to raw honesty, unburdened by the fear of judgment.
Yet, I still catch myself over-explaining. It makes me wonder, if life is a solitary journey through difficulties, who is my audience? This perplexing journey demands my response, however limited my understanding. Whether it benefits me, whether I learn correctly, or whether I achieve success seems to concern no one else.
Unless I was born into prominence, who truly cares?
Often, the thought arises: why would anyone read the words of an ordinary person simply for trying and failing?
A strong personality appears vital for navigating life's hurdles. Encountering the right people and opportunities at the opportune moment seems crucial for progress. Yet, I consistently find myself in contrary circumstances, my timing perpetually out of sync with my aspirations.
Am I misguided in my life choices? Or am I destined to feel pain so acutely that I learn to release my desires?
What can motivation and discipline achieve without the favor of fortune?
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