Showing posts with label Everything Else. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Everything Else. Show all posts

Monday, 17 August 2015

The L word

What is  love? What is it that makes love so strong and important?Why do we feel the need to be loved by someone else to feel whole;why do we need to have someone else tell us we are special, when that is something we should be able to tell ourself.

We live in a society where when someone says they love you,you feel obliged to say it back. We live in a world where the word 'love' has lost all meaning. We throw it around, and use it, when really we don't always mean it. If you turn on the radio or a music channel right now, most chances are the song playing is about love or heartbreak. Every song, every film, every show is about love. Love in a movie against real life tends to be totally different: one is full of romance passion and over coming all obstacles, then in real life there is the tender side but also the arguments and hurt that comes along with it. The movies only tell half the story.

I know I sound like a hater of love,but I'm not, I just think if love is so special, why do we throw it around like it's nothing. Why do we count all ended relationships as failures, because if they were worth it all then surely it wasn't a failure merely an attempt for happiness, and an ending to a chapter in your story.
What even is real love? Is it the passion? The romance? The hurt? Or it just living in the moment? 
I think that throughout your life you change the way you see love. Love can be whatever you want it to be, as long as it's worth it. 
Be you, love yourself for it, and others will follow.


That's all for now. I know I haven't been posting for a while (oops) but I will be trying to post more frequently hopefully, so please keep reading my blogs and tell me what you think of them, it really means a lot. I hope you like it (if not I'm sorry).Please feel free to leave a comment below (if not oh well, whatever floats your boat).
Bye chicks x

Wednesday, 25 February 2015

Pressure

Do you ever feel so pressured and confused in life that you just want to scream? Do you hold back the tears to look strong? In our society too much pressure is put on people: to get good grades, to be strong, to be independent, to have the perfect look and to be the best at everything. There is too much pressure to be perfect.
Imagine a girl your age; she is a happy bubbly person; she does well in school; has a lot of friends and she is quite pretty. She seems to have it all; she has everything you want. But she is just like you. She is scared to fail her exams and crams for every test, but she's never happy with her score. She is insecure with her weight. She pressures herself so much she crys, and screams; she applys so much pressure to herself, along with the pressure from her parents. But she will never cry infront of anyone, because she does not want to look weak, she does not want to seem uncapical. She doesn't want people to know she is pressured and needs help.
Pressure can start from other people like your parents, teachers, employer, family and friends; but over time it will come from yourself. The pressure you put on yourself is the hardest, because nothing is good enough for you. 
I have spent nights crying from the pressure I have put on myself for the big and the small things. I will admit I pressure myself all the time when I shouldn't. I break myself. 
But now I know I don't need to because it doesn't make anything better. Everyone needs to challenge themself in life and do need a little bit of pressure. But no one should ever go to breaking point. 
Just breathe. Tell yourself it's okay, there is no need to panic, you are unique, you have different talents and quality a to everyone else around you. No one is perfect. And no one can do everything. 

I know this wasn't the happiest of post, and it may not interest you all, but this is just something I had to say.
I will be posting more soon (hopefully more happy/fun posts) so please come read, if you want, whatever floats your boat.
Bye chicks x