Hi there lovelies! How are you doing today? I hope you have an amazing day, and if not... I hope I can make you forget about it for some minutes!
I recently discovered Little Mix's song Little Me, and it made me think about a time when a friend of mine was doing a research: he kept asking people where would they go if they had a time machine and could only make one trip. He said that the answers fit in three groups. The first group was people who wanted to go to some point in the past, to see a historical event, to meet an important figure... The second group were those who wanted to see the future, who wanted to see where we were going. And the third group were those who wanted to go to their own past to relive an important moment in their lives.
And then there was me. I'm glad to say my answer didn't fit in any of these hahaha I told him I wanted to go to my own past, but not to relive a moment. I wanted to be there to support the younger version of me.
I've kind of told you how my childhood-teenage years weren't easy (but then again, whose are?). I went through some crap. But that crap has made me be who I am today, so if I went there and changed anything... would I be someone else? For good or for bad, I don't have that choice, but I've come to appreciate who I am today, and hell yes I would change some things, but with the essence still there. Would I have this ability to empathise with people who are going through a rough time? Would I be so invested in working with children and making sure their childhoods are as happy as they can be? I believe this gives a meaning to my life, and I can't imagine me without all these hours spent to make sure they're okay.
All that stuff and more goes through my head when I think about that. We are who we are for the things we've been through. And if we changed the smallest thing, who knows who we might be?
But there's still a young girl alone and lost who thinks she is the worst human being in the world and she deserves the hatred of everybody. And it makes me so sad. I'd just want to be there for her. Go to her in her sleep and tell her her life is going to be magnificent. Tell her she'll do so many things she can't even imagine. Tell her she's gonna fall in love with life, with every little thing. Tell her she's lucky, because she feels everything so deeply. The joy, the pain. She's gonna be so sad and so happy. And that's how it should be.
In the end... I'd tell her to never lose hope. That's going to be the fingerprint of her soul. Hope. I haven't lost it today.
I hope I never will.
A big big hug!
Acqua
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ReplyDeleteI didn't have the greatest childhood, either. 5 deaths in 5 years... It hurts. But I'm determined that it's never going to stop me and nothing would ever hurt me. Even though it does. Way too much. And I was bullied for YEARS. So I've learnt the best thing to do is let the past be the past - don't let it weigh you down or anything. It is hard to get over, but quoting Dory 'You've just got to keep swimming.' I know that you're gonna do great things, girl... Your blog just screams it!! But never, ever let the past get in the way.
ReplyDeleteThat sounds really hard... my problems actually started with bullying, but the worse thing is that everything eventually led to huge depression, anxiety and social phobia. I'm glad to say I only have some traces now :) And I also think we don't have to forget where we come from. I struggled through all that to blossom in the end! That made me the person I am today, as I said. And I wouldn't want to be anybody else! Keep fighting you amazing warrior xx
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Yes, exactly! Sometimes I wish I hadn't gone through that, sometimes I wonder if it was meant to be so I could become who I am today. I guess I'll never know... but I can ride along with it, and I can't choose where I come from, but I can choose if I want to turn it into something positive! xx
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