“How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.” – Winnie the Pooh
I’ve had the best feeling in the whole world for a while now. It’s really hard to put into words. It’s like I have so much happiness that it’s all going to burst out of my chest, it’s almost painful to contain. I think of this feeling like the calm after a storm, I’ve had a tough few weeks emotionally and looking back, there’s so much that I’m blessed to have. Today, I wanted to write about my friends, an aspect of my life I haven’t truly reflected on until only recently.
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Anxiety, a word that I’ve grown intimate with since middle school. Panic, it’s partner in crime, they both go hand in hand in completing their dominance. Attack, their method of control, overused year after year and when I’m most vulnerable. This has been the story of my life for the past few years now, it was especially bad at the beginning of high school. I had difficulties with the little things like speaking on the phone and ordering food. I would get immensely embarrassed over little things like tripping and I remember I would actually hold in my coughs to not attract attention.
It’s something I never thought I could get over or decrease whatsoever, I was afraid it had transformed me into someone different that I would never be able to change back from. Things worked my way though, through my comedy speeches and some hard work and experimentation, I’m a lot better now. That’s why I’m writing this today, in hopes of my advice and experience helping you out, regardless of whether you have anxiety or not. I also hope to provide some advice that will be split into parts and that’s in a new direction than most guides. On with the show!
When I think of women, I visualize people who can relate to my problems and concerns, a community of individuals who understand each other and are allies. When I think of women, I imagine independent and powerful individuals who can do anything they set their mind to with their great dedication and hard work. When I think of women, I also, sadly, recall gossip that’s been said about me or drama that I’ve been through.
As previously mentioned on my blog, girl-on-girl hate is something I’ve been through before and we can all agree that a lot of us have suffered through a similar experience at school, university, or work regardless of age or nationality. The way we treat each can be extremely awful and the fact that we can’t help it is pretty disheartening.
“One of the reasons has actually been because a girl’s primary language consists of drama, no matter where you are in the world. This typically arises at the end of middle school and happens to stick with the species for the continuation of their lifetime, leading to crying, gossip, and the never ending desire to be sassy.” – Basant She in The Ones We Let Go of
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People are constantly walking in and out of your life all through out. How many times have you thought someone was going to always be there for you through thick and thin? Thought they would be by your side through life for a relatively long time? Thought they understood you the most out of everyone you knew around? Only to look back at the past and remember how different your impression once was. Unfortunately, I would say that almost everyone has had a surprising revelation that someone wasn’t who they thought they were, leading to disappointment and a lot of thinking needed be done.
This post is a lot harder for me to write than I thought because of the recent issues that I’ve been facing. As a new university student, there’s just been so much going on with me as a person and surroundings. Decisions have to be constantly made in regard to how I manage my time, energy, money, and relationships. The latter, unsurprisingly, has been the most difficult to handle and has brought me the most unease and stress. Continue reading “The Ones We Let Go of”