Re-birth
October 27th, 2007 by ladydeefyant81Getting out…
of this manic depressive state
of being a psychotic biatch
of all the pent-up angst
of self-blaming nature
to smell the humidity in the air, fix the rose tinted glasses that had been smashed to over a zillion pieces, rectify what is possible and accept that self is only human with limitations…
After realising that the brain cells are decreasing slowly from the past few weeks of self-torture and hibernation…
Forced self to swallow personal fear to put on the jogging shoes and armed with the Ipod, marched down the stairs at almost quarter past midnight to go J.O.G.G.I.N.G in the park. Surprised my poor daddy who gave the disbelieving look when I walked out of the room in my baby sis’ shorts and told him that I wanted to go jogging. Managed to startled the poor ‘bangla’ at the 7th floor who was busy being lovey-dovey over the phone at the poorly lighted stairways on the way down…and then I took a deep breathe and started the inevitable…
The night jog seemed to have made self more rational in more ways than imagined…(well…despite the poorly clocked time of almost 20 mins to cover just 1.6km…yikes! AND the fact that I hate to jog!) There were a few health freaks at the fitness station so I was not the only crazy one to this in the middle of the night.
There ARE things that I CANNOT change no matter how much I want to so Instead of wishing for the impossibe, I should focus on what I CAN change and make better. I NEED TO KEEP TELLING MYSELF THAT.
For all my loved ones (AND THAT INCLUDES THAT ONE IN THE ‘MIDDLE OF THE JUNGLE’), the rise of the almost dead being amongst the ashes would have been impossible without all of you…Love you all…Gomenasai and thank you for always believing…And of all these beloved people that had been tortured by my erratic behaviour the past few weeks, I guess the one in the jungle got the bulk of it…for which I am so sorry for, sayang…whatever happens all I have to do is remember our beginning in Hobart and EVERYTHING that we had gone through together to put a smile and the faith back on…Thank you for ‘always being by my side’ all these times and not giving up when I had faltered and almost thrown it all away in my states of craziness, irrationality, brattiness and bitchiness. You never cease to amaze me with your ‘never say die’ attitude because you are one of the very few people that can actually cater to my impossible behaviour calmly and patiently without running away in fear…heh…
That is one of the valuable things that I have learned…Injecting back the fighting spirit with renewed promise and passion to not give up and stare adversity in the face.
Ending this piece with a quote by one of the ministers in Singapore, Dr Vivian Balakrishnan,
"LIKE EVERYTHING THAT WE DO IN SINGAPORE, WE DO IT WELL AND WE DO IT TO WIN."