I wrote a letter to myself which to be opened when i hit 30. Yeah, 9 years later on 2022. I wrote a lot inside and hopefully that time when i open that letter it goona be a whole different world for me already.
I watched a show on National Geography on Saturday and i finally decided one thing that is to do continuously my whole life. I realize that humans don't love themselves enough or being a little specific an individual often doesn't love him/herself or his/her own body enough they spoil it all the time. And i watched another short clip online the past few days and the narrator said 'People stop stretching themselves when they reach a stage in life'. The narrator said more than that and i found it very true and yes, at some point humans stop stretching themselves, and so am I.
I realize i don't love myself enough. I don't love my body enough i spoiled it. All i thought was reading is enough and knowledge is what rules the world. Now i don't think that anymore. Knowledge and physical health are both important to make an individual more engaging in every single errand in life. I stop stretching myself, my physical health. I made up my mind, i will keep on exercising no matter what to love my body more because there's no one else to love your own body except myself. I have to do that, you know? To love myself enough because i deserve that for the very least. And i told myself 'Bryan, give it a shot. Twelve weeks. See the difference before and after and you will be surprised you had came that far, the body you had given to yourself, the health that is so precious nowadays people depend on supplements only.' I goona work that out.
The narrator in that short clip said as well 'You start self-doubting yourself.....' the back sentence i couldn't remember already but the main word he used was there- self-doubt. I always do that and when i did, i got very depressed and don't know what to do with it. I couldn't tell anyone because i couldn't get myself to do so. I don't know what else i should do. Just today, i did that. The topics that were discussed in the class were pretty hard for me to cope with and in the morning i wasn't in a good shape at all. Pretense is what i good at. I hated that fact, you know?
I saw a photo on instagram of my friend Eddison and his sister. He celebrated his sister's birthday and i saw them laughing warm in the photo and i genuinely glad for him. He always complains about his sister and yet the love for their own bloods is inseparable. That is family. You don't leave anyone behind or let any of them feeling left-out. This is family.
On Sunday i downloaded few albums and they were great. I listened to them dozen of them and couldn't get enough of them and i'm sure all of people listened to them too. Just in case that you're curious: Adele- Adele 19, Daniel Powter- The Best of Me, and Secondhand Serenade- A Naked Twist in My Story.
Seriously, they're really good. Discovering more good musics for fill my life with more colours. And hopefully i put back a smile on my face, be away from self-doubt. That's what everyone wants. That's what i really want. To be happier. Allow myself, ourselves, to be a little happier. Because, all of us, deserves that, afterall.
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