Most of my passions are art based passions. Some of my Passions are music, and writing.
1.Ever since I could remember music or singing has always been a thing that has been my escape. If I'm going through something very sad or traumatic music is the one thing that makes me feel better. To me I could not go a day with at least listening to music. And if I can't get to access to listening to any music by other alternative is sing or make my own music, which is where writing comes in.
2.Writing is my passion because it's that thing that gives me a since of satisfaction because it makes me feel challenged and when my writing or songs meet my expectations, it makes me feel really accomplished to have done what I really wanted to do.
Even though it may just be something that I love to do, I really can see myself doing as a job and it something that I plan to continue to do.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Fate
Ever since I could remember, I’ve always been a person that over analyzes everything. I’ve analyzed other people, places, and most often, myself. I think I overanalyzed myself so much that I’ve kind of started to become a perfectionist and even a little insecure with myself, with wanting to be perfect at everything. But I have come to realize that overlooking everything has actually made me miss the one thing that I never noticed before.
It all happened during my sophomore year when I started to go through a personal breakdown. I was feeling really overwhelmed and restless. I felt like I was just being overworked but at the same time trapped in a cage, away from t he rest of the world. It was as if I was a balloon that got the air sucked out of it; Lifeless and empty. I would go on day by day holding in all my thoughts and feelings, until one day I couldn’t take it anymore. I just had to tell someone so I told my mom that I thought maybe I was depressed and at first she was a little shocked but then, she just talked it over with me. And we both tried to figure out what the cause was for me being depressed. And for a while we couldn’t come to any conclusions until we broke it all down and realized that me feeling depressed was because I was over thinking so much about why I didn’t really have a father in my life, and why it had to happen to me . So basically all of the hurt and pain just built up inside me and finally I couldn’t take it anymore and cracked.
And after I realized that he was the reason for all my frustration, my first instinct was to resent him forever but as I started to think about it I realized that even though he didn’t really play a father role in my life, he has made me stronger by not being there. And he has also helped me to grow up, because if I never had to go through all this confusion and pain, I would have never been as strong as I am today. I finally feel that I am slowly becoming content with who I am, even though their will always be that part of me that I feel that I’m missing. It will never stop me from being who I am and want to be.
As I went through this life changing experience I have come to believe that everything that I have encountered in life was supposed to happen to me; even if it was good or bad. Going through the hardships and pain in life is just part of the journey of life. And I feel that it truly is all fate.
It all happened during my sophomore year when I started to go through a personal breakdown. I was feeling really overwhelmed and restless. I felt like I was just being overworked but at the same time trapped in a cage, away from t he rest of the world. It was as if I was a balloon that got the air sucked out of it; Lifeless and empty. I would go on day by day holding in all my thoughts and feelings, until one day I couldn’t take it anymore. I just had to tell someone so I told my mom that I thought maybe I was depressed and at first she was a little shocked but then, she just talked it over with me. And we both tried to figure out what the cause was for me being depressed. And for a while we couldn’t come to any conclusions until we broke it all down and realized that me feeling depressed was because I was over thinking so much about why I didn’t really have a father in my life, and why it had to happen to me . So basically all of the hurt and pain just built up inside me and finally I couldn’t take it anymore and cracked.
And after I realized that he was the reason for all my frustration, my first instinct was to resent him forever but as I started to think about it I realized that even though he didn’t really play a father role in my life, he has made me stronger by not being there. And he has also helped me to grow up, because if I never had to go through all this confusion and pain, I would have never been as strong as I am today. I finally feel that I am slowly becoming content with who I am, even though their will always be that part of me that I feel that I’m missing. It will never stop me from being who I am and want to be.
As I went through this life changing experience I have come to believe that everything that I have encountered in life was supposed to happen to me; even if it was good or bad. Going through the hardships and pain in life is just part of the journey of life. And I feel that it truly is all fate.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
