Isn’t it exhausting to spend every single day looking for our purpose in life? It’s funny how we find ourselves burnt out to fulfil said purpose, even if we do have the faintest idea of what that might be.
It’s exhausting to even think about how much we force ourselves to be productive all the time because that’s what the world has turned into. Self-care has become something we need to learn to do for ourselves instead of it being a natural part of our routine. I, personally, think it’s odd that someone on the internet is telling me about the ten different ways I can improve my sleep schedule, don’t you? Suddenly, it’s like we cannot even sleep the right way without doing something wrong.
It just doesn’t sit right with me that the most important things in our lives such as happiness and peace are something that we need to learn from a book written by a total stranger. I don’t need to read some 300 and odd pages to know that I need to let go of things to welcome peace into my life. The whole concept of trying to find out ‘who I am within’ written by someone who doesn’t know me seems like a lie, if I’m being honest.
Is that me being too cynical? I wouldn’t know.
Look at yourself, for instance. You’re here, reading my blog post. I am, but, a complete stranger, writing about the things that I find weird about this world. You may or may not agree with me. But you know what? You just might. I have a good feeling about this.
But don’t you find it exhausting to be told by others who barely even know you about who you are as a person? I don’t agree that someone who hasn’t spent any time with me at all is out there making assumptions about my character. It’s not like any of us can stop that from happening, because how many narratives can we even take control of?
Sometimes, it’s better to just stay present in the moment and let ourselves be. And that’s what I’m going to do.
What about you? Xx
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