There are many bad emotions to be felt by the human spirit. The one very high up on the list is the feeling of your best not being good enough.
Apart from heartbreak (which can be indirectly related to this) is the feeling that your best is not acknowledged as that but shut down like it was the worst decision one could ever have made.
As the weather man constantly predicts inaccurate weather forecasts for the days ahead. We, nevertheless, watch and prepare for what he has told us knowing that it would most likely not be that way…
In the very same way we start and end each day, What is our way of preparing ourselves for the “events” that lie ahead of us? Do we trust the source even though it may be inaccurate? Why do we rely on the falsified assurance that what we are doing is what we are meant to be doing?
I mean, fuck, if you were to prepare me for downfalls after I had tried my best, I can damn well guarantee you that I wouldn’t try as hard as I do to begin with. But we don’t have that security so we carry on…
There’s a bit of a saying that goes: “those who don’t give a fuck, lives happiest” and in contradiction to that: “to those who don’t give a fuck, is not cared for by others” So either way you screwed.
To everyone this either has applied to you or can apply to you now. You might feel it in the workplace. You might feel it in your relationships. You might feel it in the smallest things. Whether in a small or a big way, you are affected by it. And it pretty much seems to have a ripple effect on other facets of your life. How do you control it? How do you remove yourself from a situation that you haven’t really given up on. How do you fix the “wrongs” when you can give no better than you have been giving (which is your best)? To even comprehend a concept like that right now is beyond me. Yet, we push on.
For me… when I'm made to feel like this, I do one of 2 things: 1. Go back to thinking how I was before I actually made the decision to consciously do better. 2. How would things be if I just stopped trying. Of course those thoughts gets me nowhere as it’s not in my nature to give up.
I need A weather man. THE weather man. MY weather man. Even though, his words wont be accurate, at least I'll know that I'm pushing in the right direction.
The universe will never give you more than you can't handle
But at what point do the tests stop? Do they ever stop?
I need my weather man…
Apart from heartbreak (which can be indirectly related to this) is the feeling that your best is not acknowledged as that but shut down like it was the worst decision one could ever have made.
As the weather man constantly predicts inaccurate weather forecasts for the days ahead. We, nevertheless, watch and prepare for what he has told us knowing that it would most likely not be that way…
In the very same way we start and end each day, What is our way of preparing ourselves for the “events” that lie ahead of us? Do we trust the source even though it may be inaccurate? Why do we rely on the falsified assurance that what we are doing is what we are meant to be doing?
I mean, fuck, if you were to prepare me for downfalls after I had tried my best, I can damn well guarantee you that I wouldn’t try as hard as I do to begin with. But we don’t have that security so we carry on…
There’s a bit of a saying that goes: “those who don’t give a fuck, lives happiest” and in contradiction to that: “to those who don’t give a fuck, is not cared for by others” So either way you screwed.
To everyone this either has applied to you or can apply to you now. You might feel it in the workplace. You might feel it in your relationships. You might feel it in the smallest things. Whether in a small or a big way, you are affected by it. And it pretty much seems to have a ripple effect on other facets of your life. How do you control it? How do you remove yourself from a situation that you haven’t really given up on. How do you fix the “wrongs” when you can give no better than you have been giving (which is your best)? To even comprehend a concept like that right now is beyond me. Yet, we push on.
For me… when I'm made to feel like this, I do one of 2 things: 1. Go back to thinking how I was before I actually made the decision to consciously do better. 2. How would things be if I just stopped trying. Of course those thoughts gets me nowhere as it’s not in my nature to give up.
I need A weather man. THE weather man. MY weather man. Even though, his words wont be accurate, at least I'll know that I'm pushing in the right direction.
The universe will never give you more than you can't handle
But at what point do the tests stop? Do they ever stop?
I need my weather man…
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ReplyDeleteI guess, ultimately, you can't control how other people respond to you and your efforts, so it is a losing game to base your sense of wellbeing on making other people happy. You have to figure out what your standards for yourself are and then try and live up to them. I think if you are clear on what your own standards are and if you're comfortable that you're doing okay by your own standards then it makes it easier to deal with other people's reactions... I don't think the tests ever stop. The trick is to try to be comfortable within yourself.