Tug of Reality

When God created me, He created me for a purpose and knowing that, I won't let your words destroy my whole perspective of life and love.


Just because you said I don't know what I want it doesn't mean it's true.
You can't define me base on your own judgments nor you can mold my future base on your own presumption.

I am a day older than yesterday and I am year older than last year. I can tell that I am in the age where people get married, settle down or have their own career and profession and I am expected to conform to that standards of the world whether I like it or not. However, as day goes by, life is teaching me lessons that change my whole idea of conformity.

We are all created different and we have our own sets of standards. I have my own life to live and my own dreams to accomplish. Nevertheless, those sets of rules I put in myself in achieving my dreams can't deprive me from enjoying every single day God has bestowed in me.  Just because I am in the age where I am expected to have a  job, a degree, a husband probably, or a kid, I will have all of those at this very moment---- And just because I am expected to act according to my age, I can't act the way I was 5 years ago. Oh yes, I can always bend my standards for the sake of adventure and real joy. I can't just let other people's banters change me to the extent of losing myself in the process. 

In my age, I am like a rope played during a tug of war game--- the other side of the world trying to pull me to what they believed I should have been doing and the other side is my conscience and reality trying to fix my eyes to stay strong to what I've been wanting to do in this journey. Sometimes, the world wins in my thoughts but most of the time, my conscience wins--- 

I want everything in this life, but reality has always been there to block me from wanting that everything----because----I know that can't all have it-- but I can always focus to what I could have and press myself forward in achieving having it. I won't let other people's pressures and capacity to intertwined my thoughts manipulate my direction. When I do things, I do it because I love to do it, and it gives me so much happiness to do it. However, bending has always been part of me---- if and only if, it's worth the bend and it's right in the eyes of God. 

I may have different views as yours but that doesn't give you the authority to judge me as insensitive. I totally respect your opinion so I am also entitled of respect as well. I am not mad or upset, I am just expressing my heartfelt opinion rather than imprisoned myself with the idea that to respect others is to be quiet---- I can't be quiet. I always talk when I have the opportunity to talk and when I do, I see to it, it make sense. 

A tug of reality. It's either you let it build you, or defeat you.