Today there was little to no heartache. My friend’s advice about actually letting the heartaches be is working… I would’ve never thought it would, so I’m glad to know there is another way in dealing with heartache.
Yet, in place of this heartache, my conscience, soul, the gut feeling one gets, has been whipping my body and mind to no end. I’ve been restless because I want to do something. Something meaningful. Something worthwhile. Though I might be training, practicing, this gut feeling is expecting more, ‘cause I guess it knows I have more potential than I’m letting on in my mind.
Sigh… Realizing one’s passions, dreams, is scarier than I was expecting. Yes, I did talk about backlash, but I’m more scared of something else: failure.
However, I’ve been taught failure cannot leave me in the dark. So, I need to be pushing through this darkness to reach the light. Even if it’s scary, hurtful, or plain damn annoying and strenuous. I mean, who ever said living one’s true purpose is easy?