Hey folks,
let us remember what we are. Let us not forget how great we really are. We have accomplished wonders in our lives. We indeed have done wonders, given the circumstances. We deserve to celebrate, we deserve to be happy. We cope with something day to day, we try daily to find out ways to find out a solution. In spite of having to do this, we all have made it, we have lived with it for years. We faced problems on the way, sometimes we totally gave up, some times we exaggerated the problem and felt much worse than how we should have, but inspite of that we have fought back.
We indeed are the most courageous people on earth. The people who do not have any anxiety need to feel so bad for only having accomplished as much as we have, inspite of having a sane and healthy mind. Its not we who need to feel bad, although we always do.
So lets celebrate and lets win over our problems. When the so-called normal people ditched us, with out understanding us properly, we got dejected, but still we coped with all that and lived and made wonders happen. We could have given up in the past on any of the occasions, but we did not , we have lived on and coped and still going with a strong motivation. So believe me we deserve to be happy. So lets remember our accomplishments and be happy. How easy it is to say, that we need to be happy, than it is to actually be.
Each one of us have some amazing talents in us, which is also a side effect of our anxiety. We have been thinking too much, that we have an amazing ability to think and solve rational problems. Its the irrational part of us that is too irrational at times. But we need to be proud of the talents that we posses.
In writing this I am forcing myself to think positively, still its so easy to sink into a negative thought process. I think I am thinking too much about thinking properly, but I cant really say, I am not coping well, since I am getting some work done as well this morning, but I want to do more. If only one day my brain can cooperate and become entirely under my control, what more can I achieve.
My eyes are open, but I am not seeing.
My ears are open, but I am not hearing.
My head is nodding, but I do not agree.
My mouth is speaking, but the words are not mine.
My face is smiling, but it conceals the truth.
There will be a day, after which I hope the mind is sane and undercontrol. I would love, if that day were not the last.
There will be a day, when even I can take fun in being with people.
Ram
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