Time shows…

The opening quarter of the year has not been necessarily enjoyable for me. However I’ve got plenty to be grateful for, that I’m more than blessed to have. Food, water and a place to call home. Gratitude aside, I’ve always felt hurt by the people i care for when its not reciprocated in a similar fashion.

I took a moment to look back at an earlier post I had written about love. I advised not to expect anything in return upon deciding on showing love. Why then was i not to heed my own advice? Was it just contradiction or was i simply not able to withstand hurt?

My closest of trusted people proved me wrong. My health status proved me wrong. Reality proved me wrong. Everything felt as though it was crushed.

Then i came across a quote…

A quote from none other than one of the wisest to exist, Mahatma Gandhi, that read “Nobody can hurt me without my permission”.

It took me a couple weeks to digest and infer. After much application, i soon realised that expecting people to never hurt me is not the way to go. I could simply toughen up my emotional and mental defence to be virtually immune to hurt.

Don’t get me wrong. I don’t mean staying numb and ignoring. I meant building a self respect high enough to block out the hurt whilst maintaining modesty. If i loved myself enough, whose lack of love for me would hurt?

Call me arrogant. Say im full of myself. I’d survive a good ol’ heartbreak better than i ever would have by blaming myself forever.

Love yourself. No one would if you didn’t first.