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Inner Battles
There’s a battle that plagues us all, now don’t get me wrong. I’m not talking about fiery chariots, cannons, men in uniforms or the smell of putrid flesh. I am speaking about something far worse. They present themselves every day in our normal lives, these things are usually things we overlook, things we often neglect, but if not kept in check could be the kryptonite to the superman in us
However, though these things are present, they are sources of fear, insecurities and depression. In my case one of the battles I face daily is the event of people not appreciating me. Due to temperamental and personality factors, I usually care or show concerns more than is needed. This more than often backfires, not because the person isn’t worthy of care, but somehow this person doesn’t regard it. More than usual after speaking to someone I care about, I usually feel like a babbling fool who thinks he has a little degree of wisdom to show off. People tell me their problems in an attempt just to speak to someone but not with the intent that They’d listen to my opinion. I’m sad not for this fact but for the fact that this makes me feel like a dump yard.
My second battle is ingratitude. There’s an adage which says “you can take a horse to the stream but can’t compel it to take a drink.” I am not a perfect person; I try to go out of my way to help someone in need. When I’m fond of you and find you in need I try to make adjustments to soothe the difficulty. This is because I consider the other party’s problem my problem, rarely is this reciprocated. Do not get me wrong, I’m not saying that my good deeds are never repaid. But, most times I feel humans go about with the sickness of forgetfulness. These are some of the battles I fight daily on the inside, to you, it may feel like I’m a nag. But to me this battles cost me chunks of my humanity.
Although I’m heartbroken over these things, I choose to believe in hope. I stand to trust. I believe and trust that people change and change is constant. I believe that one-day I’d meet someone or people who treat me like I’m everything to them, hold my words in high esteem and treat me like a king whose words matter. though I’m sad I see victory ahead. Although this may be what I’ve decided to write about we all go through one battle or the other but we’d be victorious someday. Only if you believe.Victory!
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Inner Battles
There’s a battle that plagues us all, now don’t get me wrong. I’m not talking about fiery chariots, cannons, men in uniforms or the smell of putrid flesh. I am speaking about something far worse. They present themselves every day in our normal lives, these things are usually things we overlook, things we often neglect, but if not kept in check could be the kryptonite to the superman in us
However, though these things are present, they are sources of fear, insecurities and depression. In my case one of the battles I face daily is the event of people not appreciating me. Due to temperamental and personality factors, I usually care or show concerns more than is needed. This more than often backfires, not because the person isn't worthy of care, but somehow this person doesn’t regard it. More than usual after speaking to someone I care about, I usually feel like a babbling fool who thinks he has a little degree of wisdom to show off. People tell me their problems in an attempt just to speak to someone but not with the intent that They’d listen to my opinion. I’m sad not for this fact but for the fact that this makes me feel like a dump yard.
My second battle is ingratitude. There’s an adage which says “you can take a horse to the stream but can’t compel it to take a drink.” I am not a perfect person; I try to go out of my way to help someone in need. When I’m fond of you and find you in need I try to make adjustments to soothe the difficulty. This is because I consider the other party’s problem my problem, rarely is this reciprocated. Do not get me wrong, I’m not saying that my good deeds are never repaid. But, most times I feel humans go about with the sickness of forgetfulness. These are some of the battles I fight daily on the inside, to you, it may feel like I’m a nag. But to me this battles cost me chunks of my humanity.
Although I’m heartbroken over these things, I choose to believe in hope. I stand to trust. I believe and trust that people change and change is constant. I believe that one-day I’d meet someone or people who treat me like I’m everything to them, hold my words in high esteem and treat me like a king whose words matter. though I’m sad I see victory ahead. Although this may be what I've decided to write about we all go through one battle or the other but we'd be victorious someday. Only if you believe.Victory!
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Inner Battles
There’s a battle that plagues us all, now don’t get me wrong. I’m not talking about fiery chariots, cannons, men in uniforms or the smell of putrid flesh. I am speaking about something far worse. They present themselves every day in our normal lives, these things are usually things we overlook, things we often neglect, but if not kept in check could be the kryptonite to the superman in us.
However, though these things are present, they are sources of fear, insecurities and depression. In my case one of the battles I face daily is the event of people not appreciating me. Due to temperamental and personality factors, I usually care or show concerns more than is needed. This more than often backfires, not because the person isn't worthy of care, but somehow this person doesn’t regard it. More than usual after speaking to someone I care about, I usually feel like a babbling fool who thinks he has a little degree of wisdom to show off. People tell me their problems in an attempt just to speak to someone but not with the intent that They’d listen to my opinion. I’m sad not for this fact but for the fact that this makes me feel like a dump yard.
My second battle is ingratitude. There’s an adage which says “you can take a horse to the stream but can’t compel it to take a drink.” I am not a perfect person; I try to go out of my way to help someone in need. When I’m fond of you and find you in need I try to make adjustments to soothe the difficulty. This is because I consider the other party’s problem my problem, rarely is this reciprocated. Do not get me wrong, I’m not saying that my good deeds are never repaid. But, most times I feel humans go about with the sickness of forgetfulness. These are some of the battles I fight daily on the inside, to you, it may feel like I’m a nag. But to me this battles cost me chunks of my humanity.
Although I’m heartbroken over these things, I choose to believe in hope. I stand to trust. I believe and trust that people change and change is constant. I believe that one-day I’d meet someone or people who treat me like I’m everything to them, hold my words in high esteem and treat me like a king whose words matter. though I’m sad I see victory ahead. Although this may be what I've decided to write about we all go through one battle or the other but we'd be victorious someday. Only if you believe.Victory!
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