You wouldn’t even wish them for your enemies. No, not even the worst of them. It’s the tug you feel in those quiet moments. It’s those memories that won’t go away. Am I being paranoid? No way!
It’s a reality you thought you had dealt with. It’s that feeling of being locked-up within. You can hardly talk about it-freely-to anyone. You would rather talk in bits and pieces. You are careful not to let the details out.
Each day you feel a part of you erode. The tears are heavy in those times. Who will understand? Who will listen? You will be so glad if you could find someone, anyone,who will help you cry. The tears seem to have been compromised. Or how else can you explain why they well up so heavy but would hardly form any drops.
In their varied forms-heartbreaks, let-downs, betrayals, illicit sex, deadly diseases-our silent frustrations give us a platform to reflect. And that is the good part of the deal. Those are times when decisions are arrived at and vows made. We are ready to exchange anything we have to ensure that our frustrations disappear. The silver-lining in those stormy times, is the opportunity of a turn-around that is presented.
When the turn–around comes, we become very eager to blurt out our frustrations to folks. Our silent frustrations mean that we are facing a reality check. And that check is the basis for character formation. We can’t really be frustrated beyond what we bargained for. But we can achieve a lot more from what we make of the frustrations.
It’s about changing our approach. And of course, attitude by wiping our eyes dry and embracing the challenge headlong. Don’t sweat it, just confess it. We all get stuck in a corner. But we can’t afford the luxury of been frustrated. That is because it was never designed to be that way.
If you’d stop and remember this: our trials come to make us strong. Yes, you can. Stop doubting.
You are more than your frustrations.
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