Random musing
This week has taught me so much lessons and through it all, I have come to a conclusion that certain things in life shouldn’t be taken that seriously after all. I remember someone telling me that I was too meticulous about stuff ( a.k.a a stuck up bitch) and it kind of surfaced lately. This horrible personality of mine. Yes I know I may sound a little hysterical but it has been a habit since young when I had a smaller, shy, coward like personality, largely due to my obesity. The fear of rejection overpowered acceptance and that caused me to conform to many, even though circumstances were blatant. I have finally been able to accept myself for my thoughts, actions, pursuits , etc. Myself. It has come to be edge of reason, where I no longer want to rationalise with myself about the things that I do. I accept myself for who I am, even though flaws still exist. Only shallow, stereotypical people conform and it’s pretty upsetting to know that there are so many out there who probably, isn’t that self assured at all. I know this post really sounds hysterical but it’s part of life, reflections.
