The amazing thing about people is that time doesn’t really measure how much you know them.
It’s confusing to see people you’ve known for years to become a stranger to you.
Or someone you are with to somebody you used to know.
It’s crazy to witness an unmasking of a fear you never really know was there, a pride that was always in its slumbers. A sadness that you have never noticed even through the mirrors of the soul.
Or a laughter that was always behind a poker face. A laughter behind all the anger. Beauty under the darkness.
We cannot blame people for changing, because in most times, they never did change. It’s only about how they have chosen to reveal themselves to you, and how you have managed to unveil them.
Sometimes, it’s about who you are to them and they to you.
When should I trust? Who should I trust?
In a battle, a warrior must guide his own back. There is no one to fully trust, because sometimes, exposing your vulnerability will only mean danger for you.
My friend, in a war where in you are left alone to fight for yourself and the rest of the world, you cannot help but seek for company, for someone who will fight alongside with you. As no man is an island, we are social in nature. We do not just exist, for we coexist with one another.
But why am I saying this?
I think I have to remind you that no one else can fully read your mind but yourself. You alone can understand you, you alone know you, and you alone can change you. Yes, some may have a glimpse of how you act, they may even judge you, but do they know the reason behind why you are such? Do they even care to find out? And if they do, do they understand what it feels like to be you?
I’m afraid they cannot, my friend, because they can never be you the same way you can never be them. We are born with similarities, but we are molded with differences. It is as of how all apples are apples but we taste them in various ways.
So I must say, that even though we are tied in a commitment, you cannot expect anyone to fight your battle for you. They have their own war to win, my friend, expecting much from them will only hurt you.
Why is our generation depressed?
Because we are pressured into thinking that even doing our best is not enough. We are labeled lazy, but the truth is, we face the problems that older generations made and expect us to solve them.
Because we are still haunted by the prejudices of the past. We fight for recognition, equality, justice- all things that should have been given way before.
Because the society lets us believe that shallow things matter. Fame, appearance- we cannot escape judgment especially on the height of technology. We question ourselves when we do not meet its standards.
Because relationships nowadays mean so little. Forming friendships is like being in a poker game where you wouldn’t know one’s intention until it’s too late. Commitment is fragile, built on sand instead of cement, so it fades away quickly.
Because we were taught to hide our weaknesses instead of embracing them. Everybody is going to use it against you. Everybody is going to judge you.
Because dreams no longer mean happiness. They also need to be convenient, not just for yourself, but for everyone else related to you in a way who can benefit.
Because hope is already tied with too many broken promises, mistrust, and shattered expectations. We are so used to the idea of hopelessness that we make jokes about how foolish it is to even have the slightest hope in the simplest things.
Why is our generation depressed?
Because we are tired of fighting battles that have been fought for generations.
Imagine, just imagine.. how the next generations will be.
Sometimes you’d surprise me out of nowhere,
ready to spend the day with me
Sometimes your smiles would be meant for me,
and you’d look at me like I was your world
Sometimes, you’d call in the middle of the night
to tell me you miss me
Sometimes you’d look into my eyes
and tell me you love me
While I always wait for you to come,
and you’re the only one my eyes see,
How I always miss you when you’re not with me
and how I always say I love you daily
Because that’s the thing-
I am just your “Sometimes”, never your “Always,”
and I love you too much to be contented with pieces of you
while I give all of me.
– But just this once, I don’t need a “Someday,” I need a “Today.” // hrh
Have you ever wondered about the reality in where there is a different version of ourselves in every person we encounter? It is like we exist with different story lines connecting into one that is our own. To the kid you passed by and smiled at because there was ice cream on his face, you are the stranger who found him amusing while his mother scolded him for getting stains on his new shirt. To your friends, you are the person they go to whenever they need help.
Even the mirror reveals different parts of you each time you look at it. On the day of your wedding, you are a princess getting her happy ending. At 6AM, you are a cranky adult who hates his job but needs to wake up to pay the bills. On a day when everything is falling down, you are someone who is again, lost.
It is no wonder that despite the continuous rotation of life and no matter how much we discover it, we often find ourselves lost.
There is no definite version of ourselves. Every day, we are reborn into a slightly alternate version of the same selves. It may sound confusing, but we humans have a core with many layers that we peel off in every smile, every tear, every moment. It is our duty to ourselves to live in each layer we take off, because reaching the core is only when we can say that we have fulfilled life.
Whenever you feel lost, remember, it is just because you haven’t lived enough and the only way to dismiss that feeling is to continue living.