Once born we are slowly mold in a character. Lots of people start feeling the connection with the self. Some may still feel like they are this being, molded from their ancient ancestors. Many wonder where they are standing between great thinkers, effective workers, and are questioning truths, trying to push limits, to see what the world would give back.
In our incompleteness we shall always encounter moments of doubt and have our heads full of questions. Always looking to see what would be the next step after “being complete”, after crossing the finish line, even after “reaching 100%”.
What would be the feeling and how will it and the person being viewed?
We do not see our break through, through another’s eyes. Many more people should come to see and understand that they may carry a lot with them from the past, but that it is just that from the past that would enable us to create the future.
Find also to read:
- Finding Hope & Optimism in the Midst of Despair (omtimes.com)
I find that sometimes, people get caught up in negative emotions, negative expectations and negative self-talk. They get so caught up in this negativity that they start to lose all their hope and optimism about life. These people may have some reason for their negative thoughts and feelings: some of them suffered through childhood losses or trauma; some had painful or terrifying experiences as adults; some were repeatedly told, while they were growing up, that they were bad, worthless, stupid, useless, a failure. In the face of these terrible experiences, it’s not surprising that people can feel despondent. It gets worse, though, when we unconsciously adopt coping strategies to deal with the feelings we’re left with after the bad experiences. One of the worst coping strategies I’ve encountered is avoidance
- Despair and Hope (larueneuve.com)
sitting with the pain is anything that results in the opposite of running away from it but that does not cause you to obsess over it. I know this now because I’ve had to do it.
I chose to speak kindly to him the next time I saw him. He sat with me as I prepared a dinner I was hosting. I decided to speak what I didn’t feel–for both of our sake. I told him it was all going to be okay. That we would be okay. He laid his head on my chest and let me cradle him for a few stolen moments of intimacy–moments that are far more precious now given their infrequency in past months. Really, in past years.
- Motivational Monday: To compare is despair (forthebenefitof.org)
Free yourself from the mold, society’s standards and what others want you to be. Who are you? What do you want? Where do you want to go? Be a pioneer(go William Paterson!) and breakdown the barriers and stop signs.
- To the lost game (shaafya.wordpress.com)
Embrace the truth for now
The world is volatileYou behave whatever way
A learned or juvenile
- It’s the 21st century – why are we working so much? (theguardian.com)
Conservatives have always loved to pontificate about the moral virtue of hard work and much of the left, focusing on the terrible effects of mass unemployment, understandably gives “more jobs” as its main solution to the crisis. Previous generations would have found this hopelessly disappointing.In almost all cases, utopians, socialists and other futurologists believed that work would come near to being abolished for one reason above all – we could let the machines do it. The socialist thinker Paul Lafargue wrote in his pointedly titled tract The Right To Be Lazy (1883
- Potential and Despair (curmudgeons.net)
This self, which, if it had become Caesar, would have been in seventh heaven (a state, incidentally, that in another sense is just as despairing), this self is now utterly intolerable to him. In a deeper sense, it is not his failure to become Caesar that is intolerable, but it is this self that did not become Caesar that is intolerable; or, to put it even more accurately, what is intolerable to him is that he cannot get rid of himself.
- 268. He’d promised them hope but all they saw in him was despair (300stories.wordpress.com)
Brought up on a steady diet of old movie serials that showed masked vigilantes beating up bad guys, he had from a young age set himself the goal of becoming one of those heroes that protect the city. Back then, he didn’t even have a clue how much time and gold reaching that goal would take.
Back against the wall,
But we must rise,
Me must help,
To get back,
On our feet again,
Whether a friend or family,
A stranger, or anyone,
Share a few words,
Maybe even a smile,
Could help make,
The cloud of despair,
[This post was inspired by a talented writer known as Jixi Fox]
Thanks for reading,