Lately I have become foreign to myself.
I have developed this fear of writing - my quiet blog and my avoidance of my tumblr are testaments to this fact. Perhaps it stems from my fear that all this suppression would eventually be in vain once I allow even a hint of this unpleasant feeling out.
Not to say that I am not grateful. I am, but...somehow I know there is still room for improvement in the hospital management and policies.
And I do know that this place is, as far as work experience is concerned, better than my old place.
Even though I do find myself missing the friends I have made in the past. This...despite knowing that I'm horrible at keeping in contact, no matter how I try.
And I still kick myself mentally for putting myself so low, for settling when I know that I deserve so much better, and that it actually was somewhat doomed from the start.
You can't win them all.
You can only make the best out of it.
Things happen, life goes on.
Current Music: Wake Me Up - Avicii
Sunday, November 10, 2013
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Solus
Solus (L.) - Solo
Real life isn't like the movies. So when life's tragedy cuts you, the pain is very much real. And, being human, you bleed.
But you will heal, eventually, somehow. They say time is the greatest physician.
So in the meantime...grow up, soldier on.
All is not lost. There is still much to do.
Current Music: Don't Worry, Be Happy - Guy Sebastian
Real life isn't like the movies. So when life's tragedy cuts you, the pain is very much real. And, being human, you bleed.
But you will heal, eventually, somehow. They say time is the greatest physician.
So in the meantime...grow up, soldier on.
All is not lost. There is still much to do.
Current Music: Don't Worry, Be Happy - Guy Sebastian
Penned by ad. Lucidus at 10:24 pm
Labels: anguish, life, snippets, time and tide
Friday, September 13, 2013
Intermission #52
On break.
But something else within me is already broken - my hopes, my motivation.
I frankly don't know what to think anymore, because almost all that I have believed in comes back to bite me.
Is it any wonder that I've developed some sort of phobia to have even a small fragment of hope, somewhere in my future?
Pardon me, God, for my forlorness.
Current Music: If You Could See Me Now - The Script
But something else within me is already broken - my hopes, my motivation.
I frankly don't know what to think anymore, because almost all that I have believed in comes back to bite me.
Is it any wonder that I've developed some sort of phobia to have even a small fragment of hope, somewhere in my future?
Pardon me, God, for my forlorness.
Current Music: If You Could See Me Now - The Script
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