Just So You Know Self-Pity Is Not Attractive & It's Hella Corny!


Just So You Know Self-Pity Is Not Attractive & It's Hella

Recently, I threw myself a pity party, I invited anxiety, narrow mindedness and over-thinking to join the festivities. If you say you never did, it is lying or rather you are the rare case out of a 100. Forbidden fruit in the garden that no one touches. My point is we have all been to one, either as the host or gate crashers. It clutches the life left in you, rendering you weak and negotiating with the dreadful news. A horrible boss? Bad break up? That silence filled 10 seconds before that HIV or pregnancy test? Either way, for whatever reason your mind magnifies it to be. A small speck in the eye, a tiny misunderstanding over sanity and productivity! What would you choose? Life doesn’t give choices. Hmmm, so they say! Logical or emotional? Responding or Reacting? What would you choose?

But alas, life ebbs and flows, and though life floods us countless times but dealt carefully it can be washed away in an instant. Swim with me, a few words that carry deeply embedded questions that never reach ashore. There is nothing wrong with you, nor has there been or ever will be. Hear this dear child, no Jon Snow is going to save you from the Nightwalkers of sorrow and self-pity. The only one that is coming is you. It usually comes dressed in seductive isolation, a dark hole where we connect with a part of us that thrives fear. Is it really justified? Or it is just a moment where you part ways with taking responsibility for your emotions. A useless explosion of toxic low tremor quarry mindset.

Hear this! Universe is such a giver. Think about it, you attract it. Act, you become it. Negativity gives it to you rapped with the biggest bow. For Goodness sake why waste such power! Just send yourself two positive emails per day. Hard? No, it is simple like updating your Instagram post or drafting that killer tweet. Why not invest that time in building you, a trip back in memory lane. A story that you had long ceased to tell. Gather around, it is time, tell your story. You got this! Blossom, see your potential and embrace positivity.

“We all have been through a lot of shit in our lives, the difference is some of us choose not to play the victim.”
📷Matthew Henry

"So he doesn’t see me: Why the heck are you still there?"

"I hate my job: What are you doing about it?"

"They tease me about my weight or looks: What in the hell should you care, if you are content with the person you are?"

Just stop it! Where is your opinion? Where is your voice? Why let others override your thoughts? We, yes, I said we, everyone whether the media, individuals, and community have ceased to own their voices. A generation of yes man and yes woman. Whatever comes, goes. We have become oblivious, our sanity vapes in the scorching flame of ignorance. We have become so comfortable in our misery, abnormal is the new normal. We feel comfortable giving our all to all to people who don’t care about us... Stay at a job in the name of experience. Beat ourselves up about material things, I need this, I need an iPhone, Brazilian is the new thing. The list is endless… The question that lingers, what are you doing to better you? Not what you pretend to be just to fit in, or change that negative lullaby that you sing your potential to sleep.

Why inflict yourself such a pain. A double-edged sword with sharp ends of ‘real troubles ‘and unhappiness. Real troubles in quotes because usually, our mind fabricates thoughts that kick us 10 feet under.

📷James Pond

So here is a deal!

Take a minute to wallow. I’m not saying bury your pain. But the idea is what if you accept that life gives lemons and make yourself some lemonade. Add that sweetness to the bitter. It goes a long way. If life kicks you down, you lay on your back facing up. The only way it up, gather yourself, dust that negativity and get the ball rolling.

Stop playing the victim card!

Yes they did that to you. Responded in some type of way. Took advantage and used you for less than you are worth. Okay, we are done with that story, what are you going to write on your fresh crispy page? Don’t you see relaying past injustices is like waiting for a bus ride at a train stop? News flash! It is never coming. Redirect your focus, completely cut off and never spit out old news.

Get the ball rolling!

An idle mind is a bundle of foolish thoughts. The less you are doing, the more time you have to sulk in despair. Get your behind up. Start working on that project you have been procrastinating to start. Go on that vacation, you deserve the good things in the world. Go shoot some hoops.

Bloody hell just do something, anything!


📷James Pond


So what is this 20 something girl from Zimbabwe saying? Turn your idle mind into a chance of gumballs filled positivity. 


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    1. Trueee, it is a Pity people know how to play that so well and often.

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  2. Such a powerful and motivating blog! Loved it!

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    1. Thank you, i appreciate the feedback.

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  3. Self love is key
    Loved the article Rennie!!

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