coping yourself into (blanket)
i remember cutting this column away from SMH into small pieces of paper, sticking it into my note book - (Ingrid Poulson) I live for those who cannot.
She’s brave. She stood up.
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I read the book.
and then, the quote stays there all the time.
‘Who are you?’ said the Caterpillar.
Alice replied, rather shyly, ‘I — I hardly know, sir, just at present — at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.’(1965 Lesis Carroll, Alice’s Adventrues in Wonderland)
Accept or not; looking forward or not; glad or not, things become different all the time.
IT CHANGES. embrace it. this is a cycle. a challenge. an adventure.
because of this, since the day i was born, my role my personality my way of thinking transforms (consciously and unconsciously), to cope with this constantly “new” world.
B U T
B U T
B U T
we human, hold the controller of how yourself can be changed to cope with the new environment. this could be in either in a good way, or bad; slowly or quickly.
so, going through death and separations that push me into a deep-dark-hollow-scary-crack,
who am i now?
i feel a bit different from the me many weeks ago.
i think im recovering. finally.
i went through the period of lost and confusion (which is essential when something has changed). i found myself (a bit more than before).
yes, i think i do. a little bit. getting better at least.
now,
i gain more strengths & courages to face changes (both the bad and the good ones) i no longer stuck myself living in the past (may be sometimes, but not most of the time)
tell you what,
things are not too bad when you’ve adapted to the little new world of yours :)
