Loss

We all have, at one point in our life lost someone or something. Well, the life after it does become harder and we are supposed to become stronger after the experience. But, what if some of us don’t and we falter down the spiral loosing our own selves in the journey.

I have been struggling for days so that I could take control of my life. Trust me, this might have been the thousandth time I have failed in doing so. The most annoying part of this journey so far is that in the whole process-I have lost myself. The previous me was a person who was kind, extremely helpful, excited, passionate, highly ambitious,soft spoken and lastly a fighter. I was the kind of person who wanted to spread love because I loved myself from within.

It does not bugs me when I lose things that are not in my control. It bugs me when I lose myself- when I’m ready to compromise on my values that hold my character for some instant gratification or any scenario.