C'est La Vie

Do you remember when you were 16, all naive and hopeful about the future and your only fears back then were either not doing well enough for your national exams or your crush not liking you back or maybe, both? You didn't have definite goals but you're positive that great things are in your future, that you'll meet a handsome, tall guy and have your true happily ever after, that you'll earn tons of money, and that it's all gonna turn out real good. Sure, those were indeed simpler times, but it definitely wasn't better.

I remember looking at the ground every time I'm out in public. So embarrassed and so ashamed of the way I look. I remember swallowing my own feelings and pretending to be okay. So lonely, so depressed and so sick of the same toxic faces everyday. I remember being very broken from experiences. So torn up, so bitter, so mindful and so scared of the possibility of opening up to anyone. I remember wishing I was someone else with a different lifestyle and a different name. So lost, so tired and so frustrated in my own skin.

But that was years ago. Today, I look forward to waking up every morning. I take pride in my active, healthy lifestyle. I'm blessed with amazing, inspirational friends. I love being thrown a challenge here and there to learn new things. I'm trying to explore new possibilities and opportunities. I love nothing more than blasting songs whilst taking long evening walks. I smile every time I catch my own reflection in the glass windows. I fall more in love with fashion and aesthetics each day. I'm passionate about writing. I absolutely love the people I surround myself with. I enjoy every bit of being in so many different fandoms. I'm still awkward as hell but I love being me.

Do you see how you choose which memory you wish to retain could make or break you? Do you see how you view your everyday life is the essential key to your happiness?

I choose to see the good. I choose to keep the good. I choose to be the good.

I'm glad to say that I am at a place right now where the 16 year old me would've definitely be proud of. Now, would your 16 year old you be proud of the you today?

xoxo,

Wendy