Resonating Through Shared Humanity: The Bull and the Brightest Light
This is where the magic happens. Or at least the awkward self-reflection.
For those feeling lost in the shadows of despair.
Dearest Child. There isn't really anything I can say right now that will make it right. I know you don't see me in the mind's eye as you have in weeks previous; it seems pointless again. Allow yourself the despair and some appreciation, if only some - as much as you can muster. No, don't force it; slip it in sneakily between the bouts of crippling loneliness and feelings of despair. Ride it, though; I believe in you. This bull has whipped harder, uglier, and more dangerously, and despite all this, you have held yourself aloft, victorious. I know you feel the hand slipping; you have asked it to stop, and it does not. I feel the terror of a small child lost in a sea of darkness and aloneness. Young child, it is in this darkness you are the brightest thing. If I may hazard - it is that you are one of the strongest people I know, not because of all that you have accomplished but because it has been done despite the pain you feel and your unwillingness to let go of the bull. No matter how sore, no matter how injured - you. hold. on. Today is no different. Despite the ire of those around you and the frustrations that pit the world against you, do as you have always done. Kick and scream, but hold on. I believe in you. I am proud of you. I am you. Despite all else that may transpire - you are not alone.
ποΈ Three Paths to Make This Yours - Unlock Your Understanding:
How do I hold on when everything feels like itβs slipping away?
π§ The Thinkerβs Path: I would analyse my past struggles and remind myself that I have survived worse, proving my resilience.
Write a list of past battles you have won and the strengths that carried you through.
πΏ The Wandererβs Path: I would trust in the ebb and flow of life, allowing myself to feel the pain without letting it define me.
Take five deep breaths, let the emotions pass through you, and acknowledge their impermanence.
π₯ The Challengerβs Path: I would defy the despair by standing taller, refusing to let the darkness dictate my story.
Stand in front of a mirror, look yourself in the eyes, and declare: I am still here. I will not break!
Whispers of truth. Meant for you!
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π More Wonderings Beyond This Path β Curiosity Leads, Wonder Follows:
In the Same Vein β Keep Wondering
A New Trail to Wonder
Other Creations:
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