I used to have hopes and dreams until they became nightmares because it seems unattainable now.
I'm afraid to think about it because I know I'm not putting enough effort on it.
In times of trouble, I find it more difficult to see what I want and how I'll overcome my fears. All that I have done these past few years felt like nothing. I've gone the extra mile yet I don't feel good enough. I still have the guts to blame myself for not doing something better or faster. Despite all the rough ride and unhealed scars, the fact that I'm still functioning should be more than enough.
The hardest thing about having hope isn't when it comes off. It is when you know; it's still possible anyway, but also there's a long and arduous way to go.
To live and let your dreams keep blooming is troublesome. You may hate your current reality when you're drowning in your future fantasies. On the other hand, you should get to grips with today's challenge to secure a better future.
I clinch that a clear-cut definition of hope is by looking at your past as a learning source, doing your best to tackle your current reality, and mastering the visions plausibly by celebrating baby steps.
Countless times of my life I've spent trying to put my dreams away, yet they still have their way back again and again. All hell breaks loose, but a speck of hope rekindles a nearly extinguished desire.
I love living my mediocre life, but having ambitious plans and goals somehow shake it to the core.
This day, when I plunge into sorrow, I try to live day by day. I'm looking for one particular reason; why I have to hold on and keep on going.
Setting your standard so high (nearly impossible), and wishing on them to make your future self proud is courageous.
Living your mediocre life while keeping your dreams alive is resilient.
You don't have to make it all by now, it's okay to compile the big picture pixel by pixel.
It's okay to take another turnaround and slow your pace down sometimes.
All those dreams and hopes can always wait for you to recharge your zing or even redirect your focus.
You matter.
Your happiness matters.
Your feelings are valid.
Your hope? It might be gazing at you as you come a little bit closer slowly but surely.
Someday, when the weather is nice you accomplish all those impossible tasks on your wishlist, you'll be grateful not only for what you get but also for how the journey shapes you as a person.
I hope we can always find the "why" so that we could maintain the expectation while striving for the best thing we can do.