The lovely Maya Angelou once said, "There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside of you."
The last couple of days has been nothing short of a roller coaster ride and I fear it's going to be the same ahead. The worse part about this is roller coaster rides give me headaches. Ugly headaches. The kinds which make you want to jump off and save yourself before you feel that whirlwind emotion of you about to barf. I. HATE. ROLLER COASTERS.
Moving on, I've actually managed to hold back my tongue from spewing venomous words to people who (maybe) deserve it. Nothing more annoying than people claiming to be well-wishers but wanting to hold you back from doing what you do. I will never understand this incessant craze of people wanting to be super-humans instead of just being a decent human first. What's the rush? What's the big deal? Nothing, if you ask me. But then again, the race for the title of Super-Human is on and I'm surrounded by a whole bunch of contenders.
This whole facade of wanting to be a super-human is annoying to the point that these wannabe super-humans have the ability of giving me super headaches! (and there is NO cure for it Khaleesi, go find it yourself!)
I've actually reached a point where I now think twice before considering opening up to people. Rattling off stories. And that's where the agony begins. The agony of holding back and having to change the way YOU behave around people because you know, as society would have it, Majority wins and the underdog continues to be just that. The underdog. And like every roller coaster ride I have ever been on, (7 to be precise) super-humans now have me in agony. There are so many things I'd like to say, but for now, I'm going to hold back. Hopefully, this agony ends before super-humans take over the world.
So, tell me, when was the last time you held back your tongue and continued to bear an untold story?
The last couple of days has been nothing short of a roller coaster ride and I fear it's going to be the same ahead. The worse part about this is roller coaster rides give me headaches. Ugly headaches. The kinds which make you want to jump off and save yourself before you feel that whirlwind emotion of you about to barf. I. HATE. ROLLER COASTERS.
Moving on, I've actually managed to hold back my tongue from spewing venomous words to people who (maybe) deserve it. Nothing more annoying than people claiming to be well-wishers but wanting to hold you back from doing what you do. I will never understand this incessant craze of people wanting to be super-humans instead of just being a decent human first. What's the rush? What's the big deal? Nothing, if you ask me. But then again, the race for the title of Super-Human is on and I'm surrounded by a whole bunch of contenders.
This whole facade of wanting to be a super-human is annoying to the point that these wannabe super-humans have the ability of giving me super headaches! (and there is NO cure for it Khaleesi, go find it yourself!)
I've actually reached a point where I now think twice before considering opening up to people. Rattling off stories. And that's where the agony begins. The agony of holding back and having to change the way YOU behave around people because you know, as society would have it, Majority wins and the underdog continues to be just that. The underdog. And like every roller coaster ride I have ever been on, (7 to be precise) super-humans now have me in agony. There are so many things I'd like to say, but for now, I'm going to hold back. Hopefully, this agony ends before super-humans take over the world.
So, tell me, when was the last time you held back your tongue and continued to bear an untold story?
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