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 How many times do things go wrong for us? How many times do we get upset by what has happened? Bewildered by our own reactions? And then we stand in judgement of ourselves. We judge ourselves harshly. We feel we should have reacted better. Even when our world was turning upside down!
Grandma feels otherwise. She doesn't understand this need to be hard on oneself. The incessant way we keep putting ourselves down. The way we trip in our own eyes. How can one then experience all the joys of life?
Things will keep going wrong. That's the way life was, is and always will be. You can't possibly change that. It lets you down when you least expect it.
Rather than concentrate on your hurt, you wonder who watched you fall. You're concerned about how you reacted. Now you start adding to your burden. You have your injuries and your self-esteem to deal with.
When will we realise, it's okay to be human? To react normally? To be yourself, and do what it takes to heal yourself. Even as people are watching. Grandma says: It's okay to cry when you're hurt, although the whole world may be watching. Your pain can never be their pain. It is yours. It's okay to cry even when they don't.
It's okay to pick yourself up and pretend you didn't fall. To hold your head up and high. To hold back the tears. And try to smile instead. It's okay to laugh when you want so much to cry.
It's okay to accept your weaknesses and that of your friend's. It's even okay not to like your best friend some times.
It's okay if you don't succeed; it's okay to be disappointed. It's okay to want to try again. It's okay to take up something else.
It's okay to be scared. It's okay to talk about your fears. It's okay to fear the known, and the unknown.
It's okay not to be perfect. It's okay to be just you.
And its perfect to enjoy being yourself.
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