If You’re Going To Love Yourself, Never Give Up


If you’re going to love yourself, never give up, and this means accepting your suffering as a part of your becoming. This may lead to hitting rock bottom before finding who you really are as a human being that needs a purpose. This may lead to loneliness due to a lack of conformity as you grow a sense of individuality. This may lead to ridicule from the people who don’t understand your vision, your goals. Sometimes these are the people you love, and this may lead to burning bridges and cutting relationships that are toxic and hindering your growth.

If you’re going to love yourself, never give up, and this means not settling for less and becoming the architect of your life. This may lead to overthinking and feeling too much. This may lead to the realization of your past mistakes. This may lead to living with regrets and choosing some self-destructive habits just to keep going. This may lead to suicidal thinking and still choose to live. The cure for suicide is choosing one more day and always one more day.

If you’re going to love yourself, never give up, and this means creating yourself in your pursuit of excellence. This may lead to losing your belief in god as you create your own values, as you carve your own path. This may lead to designing your own character as if you were writing a poem, painting or playing a musical instrument. You are a genius and deep inside you know that there is greatness in you and it scares, and it’s okay. The fear of greatness is the greatest feeling there is because that’s where it all starts. Your inner journey to becoming who you are.

If you’re going to love yourself, never give up, and this means taking care of yourself through believing in yourself and loving your wounds into flowers. There’s beauty in your failures. It means you tried. It means you’ll eventually succeed as long as you remember to always breathe.

If you’re going to love yourself, never give up. That’s the only way to freedom.

A Fresh Start


They say that new beginnings are disguised as painful endings. They say that every year is a lesson of love, suffering and everything in between.

I really don’t have the right words to put this year into account. I have been tormented by my own mind for the past 364 days, and it almost led me to killing myself, and I’d like to think that I’m going to a better place next year.

This year, I have learned to put myself first to restore my mental health and see reality as it truly is once again.

This year, I have learned that writing too much, thinking too much could drive any person mad and I guess it’s for the best if I just take it easy next year.

This year I have learned so many things but giving up wasn’t one of them, and I’m proud of myself because I’ve made it, I survived, and I surprised myself a lot.

I am forgiving myself for all the regrets that I have this year and not allowing fear to control me next year because I have learned that not everything I feel is real.

If only I can bloom all year long I will bloom all year long but the truth is that’s not possible, and sometimes I should wilt before I rise. Rock bottom was the place I found myself this year, and I discovered that I’m both terrifying and lovely. I still have a long way to go on my inner journey towards loving myself. I still have a long way to go to become who I am and achieve excellence. Greatness, after all, does not happen overnight.

January 1, 2018, falls on a Monday. A fresh day, a fresh week, a fresh month, a fresh year and a fresh start. I couldn’t think of any better time to change and becoming a better version of myself.