Ernest Hemingway (via wordsnquotes)
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"The best people possess a feeling for beauty, the courage to take risks, the discipline to tell the truth, the capacity for sacrifice. Ironically, their virtues make them vulnerable; they are often wounded, sometimes destroyed."
I feel like my life has gone momentarily crumbly, like a block of feta cheese.
Everything I was sure of beforehand- I am unsure of now. Life has pulled a completely unexpected 360º on me in the last year or so. My relationship with the familiar has but almost perished, and I’m left with a furrowed brow and an aching sense of contradiction in my stomach. What happened? At which point did things get so intertwined? Assurance, comfort, Dad, acquaintanceships, the garden, stability, the realization that I can stick to goals if I keep steady minded.
I can’t help feeling as though I’m the only one left behind in the cloud of dust whilst everyone around me tramples and steadily excels forward.
and yet, I feel almost accomplished that I’ve dealt so well with this odd transition and, thus far, emerged relatively unscathed.
The main thing I am unsure of at this moment, is how to succeed in myself without being hurt by the change. How do I stay strong? How do I motivate myself? How can I be the one that controls my own action, and keeps the glue in place?
