Love yourself as if doing so will create change. It will.
You are simply you. You are the soul that observes what both your brain and your mind is doing at the present moment. You are the soul that goes by with your name. The feelings that you are feeling right now are not you. Just like the thoughts you are having—they’re inherently empty for they are not you and they’re not happening to you. They’re just simply happening like how a wave is dancing with the whole ocean itself.
Here’s the truth: Having this sickness in your brain was never your choice to begin with. It was never your fault. It’s just a part of you. And it does hurt on a daily basis. And you’re a marvelous badass for fighting it even if it terrifies you.
Remembering that you are not your mental illness is part of the daily battle. Remembering that you are enough is your ultimate weapon. Remembering that you are simply you—your soul is the inevitable victory. As mental illness is similar to having a scar and you don’t say that I am that scar, you say that I am going to live with that scar.
Don’t let your mental illness convince you that it’s not going to get better. Don’t let your mental illness convince you that you’re never going to be functional like before and that life is hopeless. You are loved. You are wanted. And you are beautiful beyond words can ever explain. Don’t let your brain persuade you into thinking that you aren’t.
You are so much more than what’s going on in your head. You have genius in your soul. Talents beyond talents. Gifts beyond gifts. You are capable of doing amazingly extraordinary things with your amazingly extraordinary soul. Your life is not a diagnosis. Your life is living despite symptoms.
You are going to have glorious days when you’re really happy to the point where anything feels possible. Like your mental illness is non-existent and you feel extremely alive like you belong in this planet. And all you do with your positive energy is to pour it into your soul and make something long-lasting like creating a poem, a song or a painting of the sun and the birds that will give you hope on days when you’ll feel sad. Days when you’ll feel like nothing you do feels right and everything you do drowns you. And those days will be hell but just like Winston Churchill said: If you’re going through hell, keep going.
You are not your mental illness. You are your soul, and your soul is a fighter, an artist, a friend, a brother or a sister and a child of both love and light.
Mental illness is not a choice but always remember that recovery is a choice. So stay alive and know that you have a purpose. As long as you’re alive, you have a purpose.
Be alive. Be yourself. Shine the brightest stars inside you. Be unapologetically you.
This is for the multipotentialites. This is for the people who have many different interests and creative pursuits in life. This is for the people who are in the gutters staring at the stars and have more than one calling in life. This is for the explorers who are driven by their hyperactive curiosity to thrive in so many areas in life.
Since our childhood years to our preadolescent years, we’ve been asked the question: What do you want to be when you grow up? Some people want to become scientists. Some people want to become artists. Some people want to become doctors. Some people want to become teachers. Some people want to become bankers. And some people want to become everything.
What do I want to be when I grow up? The question keeps you up at night. There are so many things that you want to excel at. You feel like there’s something wrong with you for not being able to pick just one thing. There’s too much anxiety. There’s too much at stake. You feel like you’re sabotaging your future because you don’t know what to major at. Everything is so scattered that you may begin to think that you’re afraid of commitments. So you feel alone and purposeless to the point where you start to feel so depressed.
There’s a cycle when you start to feel like you know what you want to do when you become all consumed by a certain craft, and then you become bored. And then you move on to another thing even though you devoted so much to that certain craft. It’s exhausting. It’s confusing. And most of all—it’s this feeling of being a person that is lost.
But here’s the comforting truth: You don’t have to pick one thing and deny all of your passions. No matter what anyone tells you having numerous interests is a gift and not a curse. There’s nothing abnormal in doing many things.
You contain the power of formlessness.
Think not what you could be and think all that you could be. You hold multitudes inside you. Instead of asking yourself: What do I want to be when I grow up? Ask yourself: Who do I want to be when I grow up? And you have the strength to choose to become a happy person.
You can be a teacher turned to a ballerina and stopping the dance to become an entrepreneur. Yes, there are people like this, and you are not alone. Your multipotentiality is not a limitation at all. It’s not something that you have to overcome. In fact, you have your own unique abilities.
You are a natural innovator.
Creating something new in the middle of different fields. Like becoming a teacher who knows about literature and medicine at the same time. Like becoming a website designer for your own online cooking lessons. Like becoming an author of books about managing business and anxiety.
You are a quick learner.
You’re less afraid of trying new things. You’re one of those people who constantly step out of their comfort zones. Everything you learn is connected to everything you want to do in life that gains you experience. You literally don’t start from scratch every time you pursue a new discipline.
You are adaptable.
It is by far the most useful trait in this ever-changing world that needs you now more than ever. So don’t narrow your focus. Instead, embrace yourself. Embrace your many passions. Embrace this amazing superpower that you’ve been gifted with, and it will lead to a much happier existence.
it’s my birthday.
i am happy because
i am still alive.
i am happy because
i am becoming.
is just a whisper to
the wind, a whisper to
i have regrets but
there are still possibilities
for me waiting to be realized.
and feel the
beauty of existence.
And all she loved, she loved with a little sadness in her heart.