Musings of a confused butterfly

I think or rather used to think that strength was rooted in the fight.  Prevailing. Surviving the things determined to tear us down.  But true strength isn't necessarily overcoming the fight; it is how we fight. It is not the sword itself but how we wield it. And sometimes it's not about survival at all. It's about living through the worst possible loss, heartache and pain, regardless of whether or not we make it to the other side.  So there is no shame in the struggle. Just make sure you don't stay there forever. Some days you will feel nothing at all, other days you might feel everything. It's okay. These feelings were not built overnight. They are created over time. So allow yourself that time. Situations are not the reason your feelings change. Sometimes things are the way they are for no reason. You can't tiptoe around your heart in fear of pissing people off or hurting their feelings. Sometimes you need to be a little selfish to avoid a life of complacency...

Obsession is always seen as a negative thing. It's used as a negative comment. Apparently, this world thinks it's wrong to be overly passionate about something. Quit that thought! Do not apologize for being obsessed.  Obsession is a gift that not many has. Read your book the entire day. Stay all night working on your paper. Spend two hours making the perfect meal. Not all obsession is bad. Sometimes obsession just means you have more to offer. Learn to distinguish between good and bad. If you want perfection, go for it. Don't let anybody stop you from doing what you need to do.  You are who you are. There is no point trying to fit into a mold the world has made for you, you will never be comfortable.  Do not let the world drag you down. Love yourself! You are amazing! With all the love in the world Yours truly, Butterfly If you have any suggestions, doubts or queries feel free to mention them in the comment box below. My poetry book ' Fires of Grief : A tale of transfor...