Becoming an adult, Is it about smiling even when you’re sad?

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It's 4.15AM. Today is Friday. And I am already 22. And I'm currently addicted to the show above.


These are the cold, hard facts. The undeniable truth that we swallows about ourselves.

Some things we admit to it coolly, but there are some things that we rather hide than admit. We even lie to ourselves, in hope of fooling everyone in the process. So when someone comes and slightly nudge the things we hide, we become livid with anger or some people, with shame and the more we try to suppress it. Because deep down we have already admitted to it and to see others to accuse us again of the same rhetoric, hurts us even more deeper.

Getting older, I am afraid.


Because I am becoming everything that I wish I won't become.

Becoming depressed.
Becoming a person with no empathy.
Becoming weak.
Becoming a fake and hypocrite.
Becoming unkind to others.
Becoming hard to approach.
Becoming negative.
Becoming ugly inside and outside.
Becoming toxic to my own self.
Becoming unambitious.
Becoming lazy.


Are you facing this too?








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