Let's talk, Interests.

My fellow people, having interests in many aspects is a good thing. It keeps you moving forward to the better things in life. Honestly, it would be unbearable to live if there wasn't these little things to keep me occupied. I feel as if many of us who are going through very emotional stages have nearly nothing left to be hopeful for. It's because of our passions that stand with us through these hardships and allow us to persevere.

Believe that you will make it through. Believe. That's a tough word right there. Probably the hardest thing to do is believe when all odds are against you. But, if you don't fight your way out of hell then no one can help you.

Let's talk, Anxiety

My fellow people, anxiety was a tough nut to crack. I wasn't aiming to be isolated; it just came naturally due to instinct towards change. And if there's one thing that changes a lot, it's the good-old society that we all 'love' so much.

It's not that I hate people. I just simply feel inferior to everyone else. My self esteem plummeted, but it never was high either. And, there's bucket loads of tears along served on the side.

You have to be cautious with anxiety, because it can very well lead to depression or other mental disorders. In some cases, anxiety may be a side-effect of depression. For instance, my case when I was coping with growing depression for roughly 2 years.

It was a tough period of time to go through, but looking back at it now it was a quite interesting experience to endure. After climbing your way out of the hellish abyss, you change as a human. It's difficult to explain what changed; all I can say is that living became a different experience for me.

 

Let's talk, Dating

My fellow people, dating is mind-boggling and complexed. Don't get me wrong, the experience is very valuable but the technical parts are always a winding maze to go through. The whole process of accepting someone into your life is horrifying when you're one of those people that don't wear your heart on your sleeve.

I admit. I am that type of person with my walls built higher then the Burj Khalifa, the tallest building in the world. There was once a guy who actual decided to woo me, but he might have approached me in a way that I couldn't accept. Just messaging me on Facebook... I don't think I can live with that. He was a sweet guy, but to break down my walls he's going to have to try harder than that.

Honesty, I wasn't ready to let anyone in yet. I probably just used that excuse of him not doing it right, and brushed him off. I mean who am I to say what is the right and wrong way to court someone. I feel so bad right now for not giving him a chance, but if it happened again I would most likey do the same thing again...

~MissJuliet

Let's talk, Silence

My fellow people, if you're an introvert you will certainly understand the greatness of silence. Being a part of the demographic of shyness, I would like to express that being quiet just simply means we're not accustomed to you. When meeting new people we tend to shrink into our shell not in fear, but in caution.

I've listen to much b*llsh*t my entire life, that I'm not even fazed by human gibberish anymore. I understand that I'm a good listener, but don't come to me with your meaningless rants. Look, everyone experiences conflicts because it's apart of life, but don't expect everyone to comfort you every time.


Solitude does not equal loneliness. We like to have company, but not in hoards. Big crowds, not a likely place for introverts to hang. We seem to have a small comfort zone, and everything outside of it is a big fat NO.


~MissJuliet

 

Let's talk, Girls

My fellow people, when it comes to being competitive nothing can beat the natural instincts of a girl towards another one. What do I mean by that? Every girl has been there, and done this. You see this girl, and immediately start comparing yourself to her. You somehow feel threatened by their existence. I've been there, and I hate that part of me for doing something so low.

The one thing I hate, the most, is looking down on people. It's very ignorant, especially because I've never lived the life they're experiencing, which gives me no right to judge or belittle.

I've been trying my best to resist from having these thoughts, but it's difficult when my mind doesn't cooperate. I wasn't like this before, but somehow after junior high I developed this unhealthy habit. I have a feeling it might have grown out of hatred for this one girl, but even that was terrible of me.


~MissJuliet

Let's talk, Fate

My fellow people, fate is unexplainably confusing. It's wishful for people to believe that  something will happen purely because of fate. I am one of those foolish humans. We all like that idea of having something good happen to us, because it was meant to happen. In reality though, we have no clue if destiny is a thing. It's a belief, and that's what it'll stay until it can be proven otherwise. 

Sweet love stories that claim to have happened because of fate is quite extraordinary. Though, was fate the one thing that was completely responsible for joining the two souls? I doubt that's the case, but it's wonderful to think that it did.

I'll admit that fate is something I believe in, and it's my reasoning for everything almost. I feel so idiotic blindly trusting in something that may not even exist. It's my only escape from how much reality is against me, and wants to destroy me.

Let's talk, First Love

My fellow people, love is indeed the most questionable thing on Earth. There are many questions to be asked about the concept of love. Here are my answers to some questions about love in general.

How do you know it's love? :

Well, I really have no clue how I figured it out, but it was clear as day when I did. I actually was trying to deny it at first, but that didn't work.

What does being in love feel like? :

I would say overwhelming. Mainly, because this guy has no idea how I feel about him to this day.

How do you look at other guys now? :

I see the good things in them, but I don't feel much attraction to them.

Now, more specifically about my experience of unrequited love.

I think every teenager has gone through the stage of having a first crush. It's a fresh feeling, if you know what I mean. The nervousness, of just being near that person. I clearly still remember my heart pounding every freaking time he was in the premises. That was the beginning part of the crush.

The feelings slowly, but surely evolved into much more. When I finally got to know him better, I just fell right into that well. It was weird; I'd never felt this way about anyone else before.

I was never one to truly believe in fairy tales, and that applied to how I wished to be with him. It wasn't impossible, but I wasn't one to initiate anything. My intuition was against my wishes. I had a good understanding that I wasn't his type.

~MissJuliet