Rage

Rage is an all-consuming thing. Once it settles into the roots of who you are, it will spread like a disease. Flowing through the network of your existence until you’re just another tally added to its victims.

Rage is lives on the festering parts of you. It amplifies your selfishness. It escalates your pride. You see nothing but the image it wants you to see; something culled from the deepest, darkest pit in your soul and given free reign of your entirety.

If you are consumed and you give it complete access to your being, rage becomes destructive. Nothing is spared. So take heed when you stand before its threshold. Because when what's done is done, there is not turning back.

How To

As much as possible, try not to feel sorry for yourself and what you've done. Whatever happens in your life, you have had a hand in how it unravels. Every decision, every choice you make has an effect in your story, so be prepared to deal with the consequences.

Acceptance is key. There are things you can fix, if you want. But some you can't rectify, unless you can turn back time and redo the past. The faster you acknowledge your actions and its end results, the faster you can figure out that there only one course of action.

What you do is deal with it. There is no manual with embossed letterings forming the words How To; it's up to you to author that book. You can't turn to other people to help you write it all out. Most of them are busy writing their own manuals. So what are you waiting for? Pull out a pen and some paper and get to writing (or, you know, type it all out in your computer).

Your Truth

Never let any moment be completely tied down to what the people around you do and say. You are living your life and the honesty that you must subscribe to, first and foremost, is the one you owe to yourself. The truth is that you should never allow yourself to be swept by the tide of another's life.

Sometimes things do not work out the way you thought it would; that is the time to change course, adjust your sails, and find another way. What's even better is the you create a new path, one that you should be unafraid to journey on.

In all this remember that you should care strongly for your truth. You are who you are not just by chance but because of the growth and experience you have gained through the years. Not everyone will accept your truth and some will try and falsify your records. What is important is that you know your truth and that is enough for it to live on. Never suppress who you are for the benefit of another's ignorance. You owe yourself that and more.

The Risk of Change

How do you know it is time to let people go? Is it ever the right thing to do? And how will it affect, well, everything? Admit it or not, these questions have popped up in our minds at some point and they are hard to answer; scary, even. It really is rooted on the theme of change, which is something that most of us are wary of. It is not something that everyone necessarily embraces at once and some like to take their time with change.

Change, however, is a sign of growing and of moving forward, at least in its positive sense.  Just the same, change has its downside. Things could change for the worst or, as we all would hope it would, be for the better. Fear or not, change is inevitable and it does us well to risk it because the chance of something better is worth it.

So risk letting people go, especially if it does not serve you to have them with you. In this life, it is instinct to thrive and be a better version of yourself every single day that you live and breathe and do. So why keep hold of the anchors whose purpose is to drown you? There is a vastness of people who can be catalysts for good in life and isn’t that so much better than tying yourself to burdens?

Letting go is as difficult for many as it is easy for some. But sometimes you have to let go of people because they are toxic. They warrant neither happiness nor growth for your being. At some point we have to say enough is enough and that they cannot keep taking and taking until we are but empty versions of ourselves.

Seek out the change that brings you more of the magnificent things in life. Are we not wired for that in the first place? It should be with all the greatness of our efforts that we strive for happiness in whatever form they may be to us but also keeping in mind that our happiness should not hinder another’s.

As you let people go, so should you welcome the company of others and surround yourself with those who do well for you and you can do well for. End a vicious cycle of toxicity and embrace a synergy of a happy, risk-worthy life.

I Never See It Coming

It's a feeling that can go two ways: it creeps up on you in slow, quiet paces or it tackles you to the ground with a resounding thud. Either way you never see it coming.

The thing is you can't really deal with it properly because you're in the wrong place and the wrong time. 

You wouldn't want to be inappropriate in front of other people now, would you?

Discretion is your way. But discreet solutions work only for a short amount of time or they don't work at all and you're just stuck wondering how the fuck you're going to deal with this predicament.

Going of somewhere to hide for a while won't do, mostly because there's nook or cranny that will serve the purpose. So you sit there, fighting the most tempting urge in your present and all you can think about is how good it would feel to be on your bed right now and sleep.

[For a second, I thought I was going to type masturbate.]

Keep It Together

Keep it together. Keep it calm. Keep it under control.

After that initial onslaught of emotion — be it joy, anger, love, or sorrow — rein it in and employ a more peaceful aura for it does not do well to dwell in too much stimulation.

Remember that there are many things afoot in your life and all of it will require your focus, undivided or otherwise. Some will require your immediate attention, some at the same time, and some are content to wait its turn. But you will give them your time, lest everything falls apart.

It pays never to allow anything to consume you completely. There is more beyond the clamoring grasps of passions light or dark.

Left Out

Sometimes you will feel left out.

You will ask yourself, "What did I do?" There are different answers to that posed question. You could've been ignorant to some faux pas previously done. You might've said something inappropriate, on purpose or otherwise. It might not be often but the switch to the colossal asshat part of your personality might've been turned to "on."

Or, and I can't say enough how common this is, you have done nothing wrong and the people around you are just wrapped up with themselves.

As people are different so are their lives. Varying days will be a jumble of things and people will deal with it their own way. In your eyes it may seem like they are ignoring you, but as "interesting" or as "funny" as your day may be going, people will always be focused on their end of the life spectrum.

So chin up. Attention is not all that it's cracked up to be. There is no guarantee that tomorrow will be any different yet carry on and don't take things personally.

Hearts and Bruises

She bruises easily.

Not her skin, mind you, but her heart. And how could it not be when she wears is so readily on her sleeve. It was like a beacon, attracting more sorrow than she can carry in her arms. It was a target so easy, one barely had to be a good shot to take aim at it.

Is it bravery or stupidity? Volley after volley fired and no shields are raised. Does she care so little of herself? Awaiting destruction by way of heartbreak seems to be the quest.

No.

She cares too much, exceedingly so that she feels not right when she shuts herself out. The heart is worn proudly because she doesn't know how to live any other way. She reasons that all the joy that comes her way and she seeks out are worth more than the darkness.

It is madness to others.

It is life to her.

Grief

Grief is never simple, is it? It is also never expected, even when you have resigned yourself to accepting the inevitable. No rational thought can combat the onslaught of sadness and pain rendered upon your heart and mind.

How does one cope with it?

How does one move on from it?

How do you console yourself with truth that cuts deeper than any blade man can wield on another's flesh?

Time, they say, will heal all wounds.But what if all time gives you is more despair?