When is enough enough?

I respect someone trying to better themselves and their life. I think it's admirable to decide one day that shit just isn't sitting well with you and to up and make changes. People who mope, whine and insist luck has left them in a miserable, inescapable rut are really insufferable. But when does these patterns of wishful thinking and positive but mindless mantras become too much? We get it. You're turning a new leaf. You were given a sign that things are going to start happening. You read your daily affirmations like its the holy word. You have all these grand plans and you spend your day telling anyone who is unfortunate to lend an ear that you have acquired this newfound clarity and insight. Quotes from inspirational quotes.com clutter yours facebook newsfeed and you truly believe you're happy. I don't buy it though. It's not realistic. You're so busy convincing yourself and others that you're profound and introspective, that you're causing the exact opposite of your goal. You're stagnant. Sure you sound good in your stagnancy but you've set yourself up for failure and you're essentially a yappy little puppy dog, running in circles chasing your proverbial tail.

Wake up. Take baby steps. One day at a time. You don't have to be happy every moment of your life. Humans are complex creatures and reaching your own bliss is trying and painful at times. Self satisfaction comes with hard work and you'll never be completely satisfied. However, there will be a point, and it will happen suddenly, when you look at yourself and your life, and instead of putting on a mask of flowery words and insincere smiles, you'll realize you're flawed. You're flawed and beautiful and most importantly, strong. Someone will always have it worse. Someone will always tell you to buck up and deal. You have to constantly remind yourself though, that these flaws and setbacks in your life are what give you strength.

Stop pretending. For whose sake? Be real with yourself. Cry. Scream. Laugh. Do all three at once. Its your complexities that make you, you. And seriously, you're fucking beautiful.