acceptance

In my greater attempt to always try and understand what happens I have come to a deep realization that it is all futile and useless.

No matter what happens, life is life and will continue it's course no matter what.  There is nothing we can do but live it the best we can and enjoy those special moments of every day breathing. We only consider having bad days in weakness of the daily occurrences but in reality they're not as bad as they may seem. Our body only overreacts because we have yet to take control over our own selves...

I realize I have moments of weakness in the last week in confusion of rejection and loneliness but I am not any lonelier than I've been in the last 6 years. In fact, I've been getting more pleasure out of life than usual and maybe that's the confusion my mind and heart tried to confuse. I disregarded reality or better yet disregarded my head which knew exactly what was happening and let it be taken by a confused heart that had no right to input it's pulsing confusing self.

Nothing can tear me down unless I allow it to. And no one can jeopardize or confuse my heart unless I give the consent.