Conversations with Myself and the Weight of Destiny

Sometimes, I feel like I don’t want to do anything other than sit and talk to myself. Just like I’m talking to another person. I ask myself questions, I answer them, and I give myself advice. It might feel like a “schizophrenic” move to some, but the truth is, I don’t have anybody who knows me the way I know myself. I haven’t found anyone as empathetic as I am.

Yesterday, during one of those quiet times, I sat with the “why” behind everything. I came to the conclusion that destiny never truly changes. We always arrive at the conclusion it has written for us. Even if we work hard—too hard, even—some things are just bound to end. We have to accept the fact and move on, even when it feels like we cannot recover from the things we never wanted to change in the first place.

I have to believe that something better is waiting in the end. Whether that end is far from here or just around the corner, we have to bear the changes and believe that we are good people, and that good things will eventually happen to us.

I hope I’m right, because honestly, I don’t think I can handle any more pain. From the end of last year until this very moment, I’ve had so many sad changes. I remember thinking I couldn’t take it anymore. I cried so much, and I still do. But then I remembered: if I didn’t have the strength, life wouldn’t give me these burdens. The Highness knows what I can handle and what I can’t. I have the ability to survive this, and I must believe in myself as much as life believes in me.

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Current Mood: Reflective and tired, but holding on.

Currently Listening:

Sign of the Themes- Harry Styles

I’m Tired- Labrinth, Zendaya

Böyle Kahpedir Dünya- Gripin

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