Tuesday, April 28, 2015

book of the time capsule pt 3

Dear,

Im not entirely sure where to start. This is going to sound really stupid but I think I'm at the point of my life where I feel really lost, but I think this will all be over in a short while. Maybe I'm going through a phase, or maybe not.

I wouldn't say I've been so hard on myself these days, but I wouldn't say things have been hard on me either. It's just that only this recently a good friend of mine pointed out how much I bottle up inside, and I always try to look like I have it all together. See, we both know that it's not easy for me to open up, and I find that the easiest way out is to just keep it in.

We both also know that I live in this concept of which I don't like transferring my burdens to other people, which is precisely the reason I feel like I don't need to open up to anyone, ever.

But sometimes things just snap, and sometimes people just probe enough, or sometimes someone just know how to push me out of it. Trust me, we both know we don't like any of it one bit, and we just end up breaking down. I hate it. I hate it when it happens. It's almost pathetic to see myself so vulnerable because of how we worked so hard to build the walls around us.
And yet, someone just knows how to break it with the words they say.

I think this pain is what I deserve for being so cold to others. For being that person who doesn't want to give a shit about others. Who finds it tiring to listen to people. Who damn well knows that she isn't curious, at all, and doesn't bother. Maybe I really do deserve it, because for the most part, I hate listening and I usually space out when people try to confide in me. I swear, I'm never the person to be called a confidante. 

And I live in this stupid little world that thinks that if I act the same, maybe the universe would give me the equal. That maybe if I don't confide in others, no one will, and I'll be okay. But I'm wrong on that part.
I'm working really hard to not be this person. But I somehow just can't. 

They keep telling me that I should start opening up, be genuinely interested in other people's lives, know how they're doing, what they are, what they want to be. But don't know if I can be that person. Believe me, I tried. It gets really tiring after a while.

Maybe I'm not trying hard enough. Or maybe I don't have it figured out just yet. I really don't know how to be this person. I know you need to be the person that you want to be,  but countless of times I get told the way I am isn't the right way.
Some will just say I shouldn't listen, and there's this voice in my head I shouldn't either. But then again, they keep telling me I need to put my happiness before others or anything else. And all I am is just torn between those two.

I hope when you read this again you've figured it out. Or maybe you don't and you're still the same, but please be the happier person than you used to be.

It's not good, I swear to be stuck in this place.
But read this again once you're out of it. And write back to me.

Best regards, 

Monday, April 27, 2015

book of the expectation

She lit her cigarette, drawing out the first breath
"You look like you were about to break down"
"I know, I was just waiting for him to leave"

She drew another breath, watching as the amber flicker into life.
Her lips start to tremble.

"It's just.." she chocked out her words
"I just can't be this person"

book of the giving in

ive so many sorrys ive yet to say
and yet im still here

im sorry i couldn't be the best
im sorry i didnt even try hard enough
and im sorry i keep repeating the same mistakes

until the echoes of my apologies have evaporated into nothing
until ive turned, from everything i have, from everything in me into someone i barely recognise
and say "it's all my fault"

and they all just turn meaningless

evaporating into nothing

I'm sorry. I really am. But that just means nothing. 

Saturday, April 25, 2015

book of the I could be

I never thought that this would be easy.
I never thought it would be this hard, either.

Sometimes I like to think things could've been a lot better if this have never happened. I lost a lot of people through it. I've so many sorrys I have to say. And I just hope

I have not lost myself.

Yet.

I barely know who this person is anymore.

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

book of the don't read this

April 21st.

Dear,

I remember vividly telling myself that all in need to look forward to is April and things will just go smoothly from there because of the things I could look forward to. Like H's birthday and his internship coming to an end the following month, like the coaches finally coming in, like how I'll be turning 19 a few weeks after, and how it's almost the last lap of internship before all of it will be over and I can finally focus for all this weight will be off my shoulders.

But I feel like finally reaching here isn't making me feel any better. I keep constantly getting injured and I keep feeling shitty during training and comps. I feel like I'm not going anywhere. And also I feel like I barely have any time for myself either, let alone for the people that I love.

Being broke all the fucking time isn't helping either and it's not like I get rewarded or any incentive for working so hard.

I'm sorry you have to listen to all of this, me complaining about all of these insignificant issues when there are people out there who have it worse and a lot harder.

But one I can't stand is just listening to people talking about how they think they have it worse when I mention about something I'm going through which is why I usually prefer to act like it's all okay. I iust hate listening to how they think thay have it so hard and wanting to give up while I'm right here still trying to pull it together and trying to make things right. I wish I could say that I do have it worse, but I just remember that I could be going through much worse, or people do have it harder than I do so I just keep it shut.

I'm really sorry again, that you have to listen to all of these things that I have to say, but I think I've kept at it for so long because I'm too tired to complain.

Hold me through this tough time, and I just hope it'll all over, just as soon as it all began.

Love,