Random musings #1: Optimism hanging on the edge| An original short piece of writing by me(for me and you).

For a guy that echoes "it is well" a lot, you'll think everything is at ease with me. On any given day though, I'm that guy; filled with so much optimism. So much optimism that no matter what you said to me, or whatever bad thing I've read in the news, my response would be "it is well".


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A photograph of me created by Ernest Yankee

But, so it doesn't seem like I reflect a faux reality, I'm here to say I have my off days too. Off days where my optimism can't keep up, and I'm broken into several pieces mentally. Some days I delve into the stream of pessimism. But I can't swim, so I can't stay in pessimistic waters for long. The anchor of optimism is always within my reach, but that has not been the case lately.

For the past 3 months, I've struggled to keep up and hold onto optimism. The anchor feels like it's drifting away from me. But optimism isn't faith; optimism might fail but faith won't. I know this because optimism has failed me several times; faith hasn't. And if optimism was that strong, "why do I fall inside the stream of pessimism?"

PS: I've been feeling a lot of mental pressure lately. I never thought it was ever going to get that bad for me. On a night when I was at my weakest, I scribbled this piece of writing as it was the only way to stay sane.

I've never judged people going through mental stress, but I have never really connected with their sufferings and issues; until recently. I don't think and can't say that my experience is greater or less, but whatever it is that is going on with you, like me say "It is well".

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