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Courage, Cowardly

9 March 11

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Just today, this ticked me off:

“Sure, the person has strength··· strength in odor”

Dude, you may have meant it to be funny, but I see the loser in you instead.

Just what exactly is strength in a person, anyway? Is it the absence of weakness?  Can you honestly tell me that you do not have a single weakness in this world, your entire life, ever since the time you were born? Then tell me, why did you cry? Why were you wincing in pain? Why did you fall?

How do you classify someone to be strong? For me, it is when I see a person admits that he feels weak and he needs help.

It is during this time that you can see how one faces the challenge that is laid down before him; that he does something to find what he still does not have and have that courage to forge forward despite everyone’s nay-saying.

Aaaahhh, courage.  Again, is it the absence of fear? No. .Not just no, but hell, NO!!!

A friend once told me, fear will always be there. It is how you handle it that makes a difference.  Some people hide, some people yell, some people deny the presence of fear.

I choose to embrace it.  I admit I’m scared shitless and I find a way to go beyond that fear and remember my goal.  Dude, it’s not easy.  You can laugh all you want, but at least I know I do something to face the issue at hand.

What do you do?  You drop a smart remark and blame other people for your misery.   You tell the world that you have been neglected, that you were never appreciated and that you were never respected.  How sensitively encouraging when you don’t do anything to ease even your own burden.

You claim that when people help other people, it’s all for show. It is your right to believe so, and with this, you said, you’ll never ask for anyone’s help.  It is also my right to believe that you are merely wallowing in your own pathetic self-pity and only has the world to blame for your pain.

You! Yes, you, who’s reading this entry.  Have you ever felt that you were lost and so alone? What did it feel like when somebody found you?  How did it feel when you realized you needed help and when you decided to accept the help?

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