Dear Thoughts...!
Dear thoughts,
I don't blame you for being messed up almost all the time.
Remember the time when I wanted to write stories, but questions regarding whether my focus should be on my acads or on my hobbies were flung at me?
I don't blame you for that. I blame myself for not taking a stand for what I love to do.
Remember the time when I fell in love with someone? That was love in its purest form - pristine and selfless. Then questions about caste, religion, ambitions and salary structures popped up.
I don't blame you for that, either. I blame myself for pondering over the baseless questions while they weren't worth even a milli-second of my time.
Remember the time when I decided to go on my first road-trip? I had the excitement akin to that of a child who has been given his favourite balloon. But then, my ability of keeping myself safe was questioned.
You are not to be blamed for this. It's my fault for letting my confidence in myself waver.
I could go on and on about such instances and I doubt if the list would ever see an end.
Just remember, it's not your fault that you are messed up. Some external, unimportant factors mess me up, and before I realise how trifle they are, I mess you up.
I'm sorry for all of that.
I promise that I'll never question my faith in myself and instead of keeping people happy, I'd rather decide where my happiness lies.
And I promise, I'll never mess you or us up again.
Love,
Your thinker.
Source: The Anonymous Writer
Writer: Anwesha Guru, 2017