1. When things go wrong, don’t go with them; worrying about tomorrow wastes today.
2. Allow feelings to come, and go. Live without need and without jealousy.
3. Don’t seek vengeance. Be tactful. Listen before you act. Give second chances; much of what happens to you is determained by your past karma, but how you react to it is within your freedom of the moment.
4. Don’t watch the news before bedtime. Seriouslly.
5. Shed your past like a snakeskin. Let sleeping dogs lie.
6. Appreciate the amazing people I have in my life, while they’re still here. Less arguing and more forgiving. I really need to work on this one.
It's time to face the cold hard truth. Some nightmares don't end once we open our eyes.
I’ve always lived by the saying “actions speak louder than words.” I’ve lived by it since the day my naivity was shattered to peices, the day I lost everything I thought I knew, and found myself in this scary, adult world; the day I discovered the boy who swore he loved me got my best friend pregnant. People will do what they want. This includes other people; people will do who they want. Its personal choice, and I believe if you didn’t want to do something, you wouldn’t. Words are just words. So are excuses.
And the door I walked through the day I finally turned my back on you and said goodbye, good riddance, good luck can slam in your face, and break your nose for all I care. I walked away. You taught me how.
Silence is golden because your words are worthless.
We feel how we think. Change the way you think, change the way you feel.
My petrol light flashes at me as I drive around unfamiliar suburbs in the dark. Praying for a service station soon, I’m feeling hazy. My phones run flat, and now that I think about it, I have absolutely no idea where I am. I can feel the anger rising in me through the pedals under my feet. The girls are waiting for me to come home; God knows how long they’ve been sitting in my room aimlessly while I play dead. I want to yell, scream, punch something, but even that seems too much to handle from my sore, burning throat. I haven’t taken my medication for days now. I meant to buy more this morning, but a friend turned up at my doorstep in tears, and obviouslly, priorities changed. I’m a wreck. Not myself. A ghost of the person I normally am. On the outside I could walk up to a complete stranger in my underwear, fake a smile, and fool a whole room I’m feeling like the life of the party. On the inside, I’m having one of my days, and there’s a euphemism if there is one. Meaningless words rush through my mind, until I grasp onto something worth expanding my thoughts on. This is it. It’s time to re-evaluate. Take a step back and see things for what they really are. I write about it, don’t I? Time to put the preach into practise. 90% of people don’t own a car. I’m one of the fortunate 10% that do. Sure, I might not have a clue where I’m driving right now, but I am driving. Yes, I might run out of gas at any minute and be stranded, but a girl alone at night in this city is a hell of a lot safer than the same scenario elsewhere. Yes, my phone might be dead, my friends might be waiting, but let’s rewind ten years shall we? I’d be sitting by myself at home. Alone, after a day at school copping abuse of all kinds; physical, emotional, physiological… you name it. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg of that story. I may be getting ill, heck, it’s halfway through winter, I’m lucky to have made it this far in good health. Free of disease and cancer. I’m still alive, aren’t I? And maybe I’m not feeling quite myself cause I’m out of happy pills, but at least I live in a country that gives me the right medical attention to allow me to feel happy most days. I snap out of my thoughts suddenly as I notice the bright lights ahead of me. Somehow I’ve found my self, found my way back to the light. Isn’t it funny what we can achieve as soon as we change our way of thinking? Don’t underestimate what the thoughts in your head can do to your outside world.