I didn’t know my habit of comparing myself to someone else would get this bad. I somehow liked fueling my ego, and I only realized that it really stems from my insecurity and the lack of compassion for myself. Whenever I strive for high grades, whenever I want to do better, I end up measuring my success by comparing my progress to someone else’s. I’ve come to see that it was a very serious insecurity I have, and something I need to work on. It affected my self-esteem, my productivity, my decisions, and just my daily life. Comparison is really a thief of joy. I want to be the highest, the greatest in almost everything, and it sucks me to the core when I feel like I’m just mediocre. It hurts me. I get insecure a lot. I didn’t ask for this, but why do I think this way all the time? I’m truly working on it, but why can’t this feeling go away? It sucks to have low self-esteem. It sucks to keep comparing myself. I hate this misery. I just want to be content and happy with myself. I’ve been...
Journaling wasn't really easy to incorporate into my daily routine. I know it only takes 5 minutes of my time—sometimes more, sometimes less—but it just never felt like a priority. To me, it felt more like a chore rather than something I would do naturally. So, I stopped journaling. At first, dropping it from my routine didn’t feel like a big deal. But a year later, I felt this deep need to write again—to vent, lay out my thoughts, release what I’ve been holding inside. It never crossed my mind just how important journaling was for me. During those days when I was journaling, I unknowingly felt better. My second year of college has been one hell of a rollercoaster—words can't even begin to describe everything I’ve been through. The lessons that struck me, the reality checks that hit like slaps across my face, the joy from even the smallest of achievements. It’s been a whirlwind, and the year isn’t even over yet. The new friendships I’ve formed along the way, the heartbreaks, th...
Hi guys! Today is a rainy day and it's a good time to journal. For the past week, I wasn't able to journal because I suddenly realized that journaling doesn't do much for me. In fact, it might be just like a diary to me that I will never read back again. But you know, I also realized that it is a little time for me to reflect. The good things that happened, the disappointing ones, and the depressing ones. I came to realize that journaling gives me peace. It's a self-reflection on how I feel about things and experiences. Going back to my previous week, a lot had happened. Last Tuesday, I drew ariana! It turned out well. I keep nitpicking the jaws of my portraits, it really seems off no matter how much I redraw it, just like this one. But it's part of the process, What matters is that I'm learning continuously <3 Then on the next day, mama and papa filed a leave to assist anton on getting his license, but they forgot the requirement at home so we didn't r...
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