I’m tired tired of fighting my emotions, failures and dejections.
post pandemic years have still been my lockdown phase in continuation.
the job that I applied for i was denied
my grandmother who is my heart is suffering health problems.
sometimes I feel totally lost as if uncertainty has become a permanent constant. Each day i rise to the new hope that today I’ll be so mentally strong that no ounce of rejection would affect me that somehow the universe will open up it’s window and pour me down it’s rain of sympathy and love drenching my existence consoling me giving me the hope that I will find my purposeful living
i do get it life is tough on everyone I’ve no special treatment but not getting love back for love hurts seeing ur friends progress and u being stuck hurts
i keep chanting to myself that I’m a phoenix in making without this realisation that till my emergence I’ve to burn myself completely.