Comprehending Myself: PART 1

                                         BUT WHY?

 Strange! It seems strange, right? It's damn strange to accept that we are not okay. But why? Are we self-brainwashed? Actually not. We have been held up in a constant belief that we're gonna be okay. This surmise convinces us to anticipate a literally inexistent state called "I'm good."



  Over the years, we would have changed a lot; exceptionally well in some cases and absolute dumb in some. Does that make any sense? Though, our quests of finding a messy-mind-clearing psychiatrist have never ceased. 

  In the case of some eccentrically matured people like me, it's even more complicated. The cycle of getting into deep waters for or by an intimate pal, suffering the heavy scars, and having a grip of baggage full of unexplainable and illogical guilt reiterates.

  Every time, when we are hurt or feeling low, we console ourselves and compromise on not getting into these recurring circumstances. But at the very moment, we search for someone to spill out the torments in our heads. But after experiencing this agony persistently, we become tired, silent, selfless, lazy, and laid-back people. 



  From this point, the real war starts. The intra-personal war between what you want and what you project yourself. This is the deadliest one. The conversations within yourselves would be extremely wacky that if it is interpreted into a screenplay, it would be a sure-shot Academy Award winner. But what we do at the climax is nothing. We don't recover ourselves and just be still. Our mind ponders over a very repetitive question tag, But Why?

  A small clarification to the readers, "But Why?" here, is not the same as "Why Me?". There reclines a lot of differences. "Why Me?" kind of people, apologies in advance, need to get matured and get back to reality ASAP. Since they need to have at least a stint flavour of what reality is and what others go through. It's nothing but technically a word for self-pity or settling down for the least. It's a way bizarre for me since I don't want to get stagnated and I want to go with the flow.

  "But Why" kind of people make some sense, which allows them to think from every possible angle. Yes, we people think. That's our snag. We think, think and think, which ultimately leads to our most favourite vacation spot, which is, DEPRESSION. 


It is often misconceived as prolong sadness. To us, depression is an extended weekend trip. We stay there, find ourselves more comfortable, enjoy the ambience of solitude and abandon it in just a matter of moments, then live ourselves until hit by another wave of depression. 



  It is just a humane feeling like anxiety, thirst, and empathy and it's not the result of manhandling our emotions. It's just a rejuvenating time for our emotions and for us to bounce back with the same josh. There's nothing to feel sorry for or show off with this. It's okay to be not okay and it's not okay to settle there. Jump up, high folks! And don't forget to extend an arm to those who are in need of it. Let your smile be the prettier curve. Until the next post, Toodles❣

                                  - Anisha K    

[PC: The Internet and the respective creators]

Location: Tirunelveli, Tamil Nadu, India

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  1. KB TECH BYTES9 May 2021 at 22:16

    These are most wanted heads of this generation pa
    Carry On dear

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