Things have been real tough recently and emotionally taxing. My blog has been my refuge for the past 1 year plus. Each time I have happy or sad things, I will choose to blog here to ease negative emotions, uplifting my spirit. Sometimes I blog for others, but most of the time I blog for myself. Today, at this post, I'll blog for myself. :)
Things have been real tough internally. It's real turbulent. I might not clear, it's 50/50. It might not be a bad thing though, once you've tried to gone through tough times, things will soon get easier. But for now, it's tough.
So here I am now in my blog, at this hour(12:24am it's REALLY late :(, I'm an early bird) trying to try to get some of my emotions and thoughts in order.
Recently(actually today LOL), I've watched 18 Grams of Love in my school's library.
Here's a narration(from what I can rmber >_<) of one of the scenes:
***AND AND I DID NOT MADE THIS UP HAHAHA.***
Their marriage has gone to a plateau. She has a highly stressed job, and people see her as nu3 qiang2 ren2. However, sometimes she crumbles under the pressure and breaks down and cries.. Of course, she does not let anyone see the vulnerable side of her.
Her P.O.V(point of view): She met Adam. There was something about him that she couldnt explain. She felt comfortable. She felt at ease. She did not need to put up a front. She cried and hugged him without even knowing him. Then they began dating. Everytime she was stressed, she will hug him and cry. She felt protected.
Adam's P.O.V: He saw her for the first time at the library. He didnt know why, but she saw him and ran to his arms and cried. He felt like he was a hero. He felt great - He could protect someone.
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It definitely stirred up a lot of emotions, for me when I saw this scene. I felt pathetic. I could very well relate to that strong front. The scene hit right on the spot. What moved me was how she found refuge. And I felt so happy when I saw her running into Adam's arms. I need that refuge too, from an ever harsh reality. I need that safety, that security, that everything will be O.K., if you just relax. I need that.
Perhaps sometimes, it's not about being a superhuman or being perfect.
Perhaps sometimes, it's okay to make some silly mistakes that might cost alot, to feel disappointed or discouraged.
Perhaps sometimes, it's okay to hurt inside. Because once you've acknowledged that you're hurting, only then you can try to heal.
Perhaps sometimes, it's okay to confide in someone whom you trust, and make the topic for the day about you and how to overcome your problems.
Perhaps sometimes, it's okay to feel wanted. It's okay to feel the need to be accepted, be cherished, be loved, be appreciated.
I'm done with being a negative perfectionist. Things cant be perfect all the time, so cant others. I know I have an idealistic personality. I would wish to see things in harmony, people/friends/family loving each other ever so perfectly, wanting to reap all the hard work I've pumped inside for my studies and friendship.
However, sometimes, things just doesnt go as planned. It just doesnt. Somehow, I'll just have to accept that this is reality.
I'm moving on. To a better me.