Healing

I have meandered a thousand incomplete thoughts

Wandered through the unfamiliar terrains of my mind

I have picked my way through the sharp shards

left from the words I have said to myself

And after all these years, meeting myself 

felt like taking a breath of fresh air

After suffocating in the stagnant breath of a lifetime

Decisions

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Since young, I have been told to make the “right decisions”. And for the longest time, I have done just that. I would put my needs second to anybody else because that was the right thing to do. I would not argue with my parents because it was the right thing to do. I forced myself not to hold grudges because it was the right thing to do.

But there is a huge problem with making the right decision. The right decision is an arbitrary aggregate of the decisions of a group of individuals. What is considered right changes with our society, our culture, our religion and the company we keep. Making decisions based on what is right is essentially comparing it to the decisions of tons of other individuals and seeing if it matches. Why should we have to do that? Why should anybody else’s decision determine yours?

The only decision you should be focusing on is your own. If you had to make your decision, do it based on what feels good to you.