Let Me Be Me...
It is my own personal opinion that people can only be truly happy when when they have the ability to totally be themselves. It is inevitable that throughout your life, each of us will be pressured by various forces in the form of the family, relatives, friends and even the significant other to conform to something that they are not.
At many a time, it is just so much easier to bow down to the pressure and just become someone else, to appease everyone else around you. But at what cost? I have learned from personal experience that perhaps in the short term, you can live with it. But as the days go by, you start feeling more and more repressed.
From these feelings, resentment starts to grow maturing into large clouds of anger and hatred until one fine day, everything doesn't make sense anymore. You look in the mirror and don't even recognize the person staring back at you.
I envy people who have found themselves. People who know who they are. What they want in life, what makes them happy as well as what makes them miserable. I'm working towards achieving that, to one day reach that plateau of being able to be truly happy in being one's self without the need to feel guilty or fear due to non-conformance to society's expectations.
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Random thought:
I remember last year when I was in washroom at SEATAC airport in Seattle, Washington. After finishing my 'business', I observed a particularly attractive toilet roll holder which had a most blatant label of "Made In USA".
I was thinking to myself, "What kind of developer would spend so much money to import this from the United States?" Then, it struck me that I WAS in US and it was infact made locally. 'O.O Such a blond moment indeed. =)
At many a time, it is just so much easier to bow down to the pressure and just become someone else, to appease everyone else around you. But at what cost? I have learned from personal experience that perhaps in the short term, you can live with it. But as the days go by, you start feeling more and more repressed.
From these feelings, resentment starts to grow maturing into large clouds of anger and hatred until one fine day, everything doesn't make sense anymore. You look in the mirror and don't even recognize the person staring back at you.
I envy people who have found themselves. People who know who they are. What they want in life, what makes them happy as well as what makes them miserable. I'm working towards achieving that, to one day reach that plateau of being able to be truly happy in being one's self without the need to feel guilty or fear due to non-conformance to society's expectations.
--@--
Random thought:
I remember last year when I was in washroom at SEATAC airport in Seattle, Washington. After finishing my 'business', I observed a particularly attractive toilet roll holder which had a most blatant label of "Made In USA".
I was thinking to myself, "What kind of developer would spend so much money to import this from the United States?" Then, it struck me that I WAS in US and it was infact made locally. 'O.O Such a blond moment indeed. =)
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