I had decided to be hopeless about relationships just because one guy ruined me. I had decided to believe that all the good men were taken and the ones around are still trying to figure out what they want to be when they grow up…which for some it’s true.
I had lost the point of relationships wondering how the hell I was going to trust someone again. So for months I’ve been living with a dark cloud hanging over my head. It’s funny how when you lose hope in one small thing you end up losing hope in everything. I woke up tired of this feeling. Hopelessness is stifling. I couldn’t take it anymore. It’s all gloomy and boring. Hopelessness is like a rope that keeps getting tighter and tighter around your neck. It looked like it didn’t have an end until I put a stop to it.
I love the feeling of having hope. It’s wonderful and exhilarating. It makes your heart lighter. You smile more, laugh more. You enjoy life and you look forward to each day because you know it’s all going to work out. You believe in yourself and the people around you. You stop worrying over everything because you don’t have to. You don’t have to figure out everything right now because there’s someone up higher who’s writing your story.
If you are in that hopeless state (over anything) get out because you don’t know what you are missing. Life is too short to be unhappy and not to believe in anything. We have one life to live, enjoy it to the max with no regrets. I don’t want to be that girl who walks around saying it’s not going to happen, it doesn’t exist, it will never work…frankly that’s too much for my brain. I like believing in something. I like hoping for good things. I like being excited over what God’s going to do in my life and how that will impact others. God has showed me that my way is rough and I have paid the price for it. I was stubborn and impatient and human but he let me see the error I had made. Now He tells me that his way is better and leads to fulfillment and joy. Who wouldn’t want that? My sun has risen again and yet I see how I can make my own life complicated. So goodbye hopelessness. Hope is my new thing now and it’s going to be like that for a long time. This reminds me of Natasha Bedingfield’s song ‘Smell the roses.’
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Writing saved me. It started with poetry and metamorphed to blog writing about life, relationships and love. I have a passion for those three topics and my aim is to tell someone out there that they are not alone and they can get through anything and find happiness. Check out my blog lopsidedfeeling.wordpress.com for more.