Saturday, October 29, 2011
Sometimes in life, we breathe out joy.
We breathe out love, we breathe out hope.
At times, I don't know what I'm doing here, why I'm doing this, what's my life purpose?
What is religion really?
Sometimes I hate all these talk of "come know the Lord, your life will be free" and all those people who pressured me to be in a certain religion.
But what is religion?
I believe that although this sounds so selfish, the only thing that makes me believe is my sole relationship between God. Or anyone. No external pressure, no internal pressure. Nothing.
Where does it draw the line of being selfish? When in the beginning, we've been taught that we should take care of ourselves first then only others.
I feel all these money, degree, education stuff, is making me feel like a blunt mess.
And I'd like to highlight to anyone not to take pity on my downfall, or my background, or anything about myself. Sure I do like being cared for, but I don't need you to introduce me to some counselling or some professional self-help course just because you, as my friend, are not capable of helping me.
Have an ear, listen, and know how I feel. Know when other people can intervened in my situations and don't think you can handle me just because you know experts who know how to.
I am myself. So shut up, accept it, understand me, and I'll respect you the same way.
I am myself. So shut up, accept it, understand me, and I'll respect you the same way.
annatanzyilyn ♥ 3:40 PM.
