When I was in high school, I was bullied. Galing ako sa mahirap na pamilya. Yung gusto lang makipagkaibigan sa akin is yung katulad kong mahirap lang.
I get it because I was not as cool as them. I begin to think that "they" were better than me. That their definition of cool is different to mine kind of cool. I made myself believe that what they say about me is right so I have to please them. That was a messed up.
I took that attitude in the seminary where I studied my college. I realised that all I was doing was pleasing other people. I volunteered because I want to make people people think I am good at something. I try and make the best out of my subjects (although it didn't work. I still got low grades in some of them) just to convince myself and people around me I am good. I felt sad when people says otherwise. I would barrow someones clothes just to look cool and decent. I would wear someone's shoes or watch just to look nice. I was very insecure though I could hide pretty good. My life revolved on what people says about me. I didn't care about who I am.
Dude, that was pretty messed up. My life was lonely. My life was just a big lie until I seek for help and realised there is better me inside. I started to appreciate myself a little. I started to do things for myself not because others would want me to but because I wanted to. And to my surprised, It was pretty cool. I begun to feel joy. Contentment of what I am and what I have.
People who get messed up in life are those people who always rely what other people has to say. Today look at that mirror before you go out tell to the person you in that mirror that is he blessed because God created him the greatest person in the world. Have a good day.
I get it because I was not as cool as them. I begin to think that "they" were better than me. That their definition of cool is different to mine kind of cool. I made myself believe that what they say about me is right so I have to please them. That was a messed up.
I took that attitude in the seminary where I studied my college. I realised that all I was doing was pleasing other people. I volunteered because I want to make people people think I am good at something. I try and make the best out of my subjects (although it didn't work. I still got low grades in some of them) just to convince myself and people around me I am good. I felt sad when people says otherwise. I would barrow someones clothes just to look cool and decent. I would wear someone's shoes or watch just to look nice. I was very insecure though I could hide pretty good. My life revolved on what people says about me. I didn't care about who I am.
Dude, that was pretty messed up. My life was lonely. My life was just a big lie until I seek for help and realised there is better me inside. I started to appreciate myself a little. I started to do things for myself not because others would want me to but because I wanted to. And to my surprised, It was pretty cool. I begun to feel joy. Contentment of what I am and what I have.
People who get messed up in life are those people who always rely what other people has to say. Today look at that mirror before you go out tell to the person you in that mirror that is he blessed because God created him the greatest person in the world. Have a good day.
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