For years, the eve meant nothing but a sense of loss. Don’t ask me. I don’t know why. However, this feeling slowly went away. Perhaps it went away just as I overcame many things that were actually weighing me down. Perhaps, unconsciously those things did put additional burden during the eve. Again, I don’t know.
All I can tell is that I now know I am not what I was before. And I love myself for that. It was not easy. Determining your real friends from your long time friends. Time definitely does not measure one’s friendship. I mistakenly thought that a small group friends equalled time tested thick friendship. It was not so.
I thought I was angry at many people without realising that I was actually angry at myself. For not standing up for myself and at times for my loved ones. How could I when the the society dictates the ‘elders’ are always right and are to be obeyed at all times? Thank goodness, I realised in time that the said society comprise nothing but the hypocritical ‘elders’ themselves. So, I showed my finger to the so called society and started to dictate my own life.
So much for a supposedly introspective post, hah!
Happy New Year, everyone!