There are days I drop words of comfort on myself like falling leaves and remember that it is enough to be taken care of by myself – Brian Andreas
Have you ever tried to be yourself ?
Lost yourself to the one form of self expression that you excel in?
Writing without my vices is my biggest quality.
Proof I don’t need anything but passion & words & emotions to crystllize my thoughts and emotions. To formulate poetry or stories to know that I’m important too.
We all want a bit of self validation at times, don’t we?
Life is rough & tough .
Love the people who have got your back.
Leave those who don’t- even the one’s who claim to love you yet have let you down by your standards and your values – time and time again.
Respect comes with age & patience knowing that wisdom is not solely about your age but also about our unique experiences .
I sometimes think – If you call yourself a writer -then you have to write & type all the time .
I have an inkwell tattooed to my arm.
We shoudln’t define our selves as masters of our creative self expressive outlets if we don’t write or create every day , especially if it is something that we do to try and keep well or find inner peace.
It’s more difficult to achieve if our creative outlets require an income and proof for a resume or career!
I’ve had the privilage ( sometimes to my detriment) of making decisions in my life where I decided what roads I have travelled down. Some roads I had no choice.
That is life.
However or whatever we use our creative outlets and passions for – hobby, recovery, to stay sane, a career.
I have the opinion that it is how open you are to self reflection and the ability to take on healthy critique or even self critique will gauge how effective your work on self development and progression is achieved.
Don’t forget to be compassionate with yourself and I will try to remember that piece of advice too.
I have all these thoughts. The words I’ve just typed are my thoughts.
Interests? I have a lot of interets.
My thoughts get scattered.
I’m not my thoughts though I sometimes believe my thoughts and feelings are the truth.
They are my truth and subject to change.
These are my words.