Because there are those who are effortlessly great, there are those who were born into it, and know what to do, and know how to be everything they need to be so that they can actually help, and be something.
And then there are those like me, that were born to just…I don’t even know.
So I spend my time just trying to make sure that my existence wasn’t a waste.
I don’t even know what I want to be. You know how on a human level we dedicate ourselves to a job or a career?
I don’t even know what mine is. So I just do that, I just try to be a good human. But you need money to live this life.
I wrote this in an e-mail to a friend. I read it again, and I felt sad. Like, separated from myself and I wanted to hug the side of me that said that. But I have no words of comfort for that me, and in essence, I think that’s the problem (via mazzyj)
You’re not giving yourself even close to enough credit. I guarantee there are people in your life who look at you and think about how effortlessly great you are. I can guarantee this because I am one of them (and I’m sure other tumblettes can back me up on this, amirite?). Just because others may not be saying it, doesn’t mean they’re not thinking it.
“Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.” -Leo Buscaglia
And lest you forget, “How little we suspect, the lives of others we affect.”
