I just counted how many friends I have.
I got 8 friends in my life, whom love me.
Friends = Good friends.
I dont have many friends in my life cos I'm not those popular kind, but what I do have are minute yet friends who genuinely care. And inside my heart, I know. :)
Some are more distant, some are closer.
But yet, I'm thankful that I have them in my life.
Security
I get jealous, angry, and upset easily.
But those feelings are secondary - Insecurity is the greatest of all.
I guess it's the answer of my past arrogance, my aloofness at times, my shyness towards people, my frequent inability to socialize to the best of my ability cos of fear of what other people think
What other people think, is that really so important?
So what if I make a fool of myself at the end of the day? Does that really matter?
I have been trying to work on this.
Building my self esteem and loving myself more.
Telling myself everything is going to be fine, and things wont be out of control.
Realizing which thoughts are rational and irrational, and taking those persimmistic and hurting thoughts lightly.
That's what I'm trying to do.
After my clinical depression in sec 3 and being outcasted and left out in sec 2, I realised that I want so much things out of this life, more than anyone can ever imagine.
I want to become a leader. I want to inspire others. I want to love the broken hearted. Most of all, I want to become successful in my career. I want to seek love.
I just want to make what I've gone through, worth it.
But meanwhile before I become what I aim for, I want to learn to be strong and secure inside first.
The Broken
Dont they deserve a second chance?
Just some thoughts that I think about ^^
I love you.