I am hating 2009. Or maybe it’s the other way around. I don’t know. Maybe I’m not that good, already. I may have lost it. It’s not the same as with last year. It started good, had a good run, and ended good. This year has got me started in misery. Because of it, I got myself into thinking. Was last year a bait for me to get hooked on to? Was it a preparation for something BIG, and heart-ripping? I wish not. I think I just got used to some things that are tangible, and non-essential. Woe is me, woe is me….
If I’m going to connect the events, it would appear that this year will be my doom. I’m not really sure if it’s the start, or the actual run. One thing’s for sure, this will be a life changing year.
I have changed back to my old self. Quite a number of factors, and it’s the trivial ones which made me lose it. I have to end a struggle of being happy-go-lucky joy-joy person, to a rather reserved, somber, and quiet me. Yes, I’m quite, yes, I’m somber, and yes… I’m reserved. I had to change that a few years ago, after a recommendation by a good friend. I have to change or become a misery. But just recently, I realized that I was in misery living the life I was not supposed to have lived. Perhaps the change from reserved, somber, quite me to a happy-go-luck joy-joy was not a complete success. Because if it was, I wouldn’t have felt a level of misery I am having right now. It’s not good.
Now that I have changed back, I discovered that I’m missing it every day. Everyday would be a get-to-know journey, welcoming myself back to who I know I was. I smile less, I can’t seem to carry a good conversation, and I just fall silent on most of the day. Yeah, that’s me today. And it’s just the tip of the iceberg (as what the cliché would be abused), there are still a lot that would be coming out these coming days.
Friends who noticed the change would ask me WHY, but I can’t give them a straight answer. All I know that there are a number of factors which contributed. Additionally, it was that very trivial one which served as the last straw. Usually, the trivial nuisances would always be the last straw, before you lose it… at least on my case, it is.
I’m guessing people know what I mean by "trivial nuisances". They know, because they were able to witness a few fragments of chapters of my different struggle. It was not easy, I don’t even know how to move on from it. It’s hard.
With all that’s happening I get to see some things clearly. My life sucked! I hid my sorrow from the smiles and laughter. I drew back my feelings, and put on a happy, approachable mask. Now, that’s misery! It’s like dying every waking day. Ugh!! I’m a sad person, then. I was miserable, and now I’m sad, again. It’s a vicious cycle! What makes this even worse is the fact that I’m writing it down, instead of saying it out loud. I know… I’m simply miserable!