Life is not a bed of roses and it's hard to walk with a smile on your face all the time. There are times you will be #Sad , #Worried , #Frustrated , #Depressed and it's okay not to be okay!
This post is something that I always wanted to share but then felt like "Oh! No...If I post this people would judge me easily and it would be like sharing my personal matters on social media" However, after going through so many arguments with myself, I came to a realization that it's OKAY to share your problems on social media, it's OKAY to shout out to the world about your insecurities, as long as you have faced all those hurdles with your head held high! Still, let me make it short because if I try listing out all that I have gone through, this will be a never ending essay.
A big hi to all those people who are thinking of taking their own life because they are going through hard times; trust me, I was that person once! There were times I really did not want to live anymore, because life tortured me so much. It put me down so many times that all my hard work seemed to fail, my dreams.....shattered. But you know what? The same girl who was once fed up with all that life threw at her, is now typing these long paragraphs on positive thoughts and never giving up on life!
In my life, I've been alone most of the time. Maybe I forced myself to be alone; not because I had no one to share my problems with, but sometimes no one can really understand what you are going through. Even if you tell them and explain to them, maybe they would not be able to understand. So the best thing you feel you can do is to be alone...which is what I did.
I was all by myself, praying and crying to the Almighty to take me out of all the hard situations I was put through...but it never happened. I was going through problems over and over again, no matter how much I cried or how much I prayed. One day, I realized that if the Almighty is gifting me with problems again and again, there is something he expects me to do about them. What if he wanted to know how strong my faith was? What if he was making me strong enough to fight with the world? What if he was giving me reasons to be proud, because after all I was still alive...still battling, still fighting? And that was the day...
That was the day,I felt both ashamed and proud of myself at the same time! I started breathing again...Made myself strong enough to bring myself back into society wearing a hidden creed on. I involved myself in voluntary work, which I thought was a way of giving back time wasted on useless thoughts. It was the only way I could cure myself. I started fighting back and to work hard again.
Nevertheless, I still have those moments where my hard work fails, I struggle, I run and fall down, have sleepless nights, get depressed and wear a fake smile to get through the day. BUT...most importantly, I never give up trying. I never stop working hard, because I know the Almighty has better plans for me.
Putting an end to your life when life puts you down is not the solution to get over your problems. It simply means that you are fragile! Share your problems with someone, because there are enough people who will listen to you, hug you and make you strong!
Cheer up! Life has reasons for every struggle you go through. A strong person does not always have an easy past! Always remember, you got this! You will SURVIVE!!! <3
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