𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙝...
...I could be positive.
A nice person that looks on the bright side of life, most of the time, with a faith in life and a knowledge that everything will always turn out great.
And when problems hit me, I would be able to laugh at them, realizing that it doesn’t really matter.
That all of this is just an illusion, a magic trick and that the cards are always dealt in my favor, so there is nothing to worry about.
A person that knows that all she has to do is just sit back and enjoy the ride.
Every lesson that is thrown would be learned, most of the time with ease, sometimes a bit more difficult but the positivity would always shine through.
The kind of person that lights up the room when she walks in, not because she’s beautiful on the outside, but a ray of sunshine on the inside.
People would love me when I was that person.
But I’m not.
I’m a dark cloud that sees doom everywhere.
The one that has no faith in herself, what equals to having no faith in life.
A person that comes up with a plan and sees it failing before she has even tried it, so she never even begins.
Someone that is guided onto a spiritual path but her mind stops her.
Warns her not to go there.
To just sit where she is, make no sound and just survive.
And while I typ this, I see 21.21 on my clock.
When I look it up it means: New chances. Trust that the angels are by your side trough these changes and that you are guided every step of the way. Stay calm, balanced and happy. You’ll see that everything will work out for your highest good.
It should soothe me but somehow, it doesn’t...
