I was far from perfect. My imperfections overwhelmed me so much that their weight, weighed me down. I hid the pain by boycotting myself from the world and chose the easy world of drugs. They helped me forget and escape, momentarily, till I decided to cure my unhappiness differently.
I figured, if I got active on the social circuit, I wouldn’t have to face myself. So I made an effort to hang out with strangers and friends, hopped from bar to bar all night, but it all gave a hollow and a fake feeling inside. I was still not at peace.
Then one day, I could not take it anymore. I sat on the ground and let my tears dampen it. I understood suddenly that you can’t get away from yourself by moving from one place to another… you can’t run away from yourself. The relationship that I tried to destroy was the one that would save me in the end… the relationship with my own self.
Today, I am able to embrace my strengths and weaknesses. I am discovering every day that there is beauty in imperfection and every discovery brings me even more joy.
Peace is seeping in…
This post is written for Hemingway this Wednesday at Write Tribe
I chose the quote “You can’t get away from yourself by moving from one place to another” taken from Hemingway’s “The Sun Also Rises”.