A.k.a. This is the best way of ending 2018 I can think of, something along the line of “Holy smokes I’ve written TWO entries this year”.
The date was 7th December 2018 and accidentally listened to a young man’s letter on the radio
(you didn’t read it wrong, it was from a freaking radio show) about his story of having his heartbroken 8 years ago but still has not gotten over the girl who dumped him. He was sad, I get the point, but I have to ask ‘WHY’? It’s been eight fucking years?
Then it hit me, sometimes people hang on to things longer than they should. For example, you still keep that lipstick from your high school days even though you don’t use it anymore and it’s probably bad for your health. You know it, yet maybe it was nostalgia, maybe it was linked a memory that you treasure. Okay, probably that was a little too materialistic talking about cosmetics, but you get the point. You can very well go out and buy another lipstick but that one won’t be the same. It won’t hold the memories like the old ones but that’s the whole point, make new memories. Hold on to things that are good for you, not the other way around.Continue reading “[CB] We allow ourselves to be sad. Aren’t we forgetting we’re allowed to be happy too?”