becareful.. he will fall..

"Becareful, he will fall. Better just carry him." That's the inner voice of most parents, the innerself that always want to protect their child from any harm or hurt.

But for me, I would rather think differently. I'm not afraid of him falling. Instead, I'm afraid that he's scared of falling and doesn't know how to pick himself up. And another thought of mine, I'm afraid he doesn't know the right way of falling. 

Falling down, literally or not, is a common thing for everyone. Not only kids but adults, too. If one is afraid of falling, then he will never dare to take the next step. If one doesn't know how to pick himself up after falling, he will be forever sitting on the ground, crying and lamenting on his fate. If one doesn't know the right way to fall, he will hurt himself unnecessarily and keep on falling again and again.

A simple care, sometimes, may end up to be hurting our child. We have been kids, and we are parents now. Most parents wouldn't want their children to go through their unfortunate fate, some parents wanted their children to hit the unreachable sky. 

Don't forget your innerchild voice, and you will understand what a child needs. A child needs and wants may sometimes seems ridiculous to you. But seriously, hadn't you? 

declutter

Declutter.. Declutter.. Declutter.. 

When will I start to declutter? I think I have to keep repeating the mantra to myself in order for me to have the motivation to start decluttering.

Things will only get accumulate as time goes by. And our job is.. declutter now and then. Not only declutter physical stuffs, but also declutter our mind.

Come on, you can do it.

Doing it is always better than just thinking about it. 

crippled

Who is the third person you would love and trust?

The first and second usually are our parents, while the third usually would be our spouse in life. This might be exclusive for those with siblings and close relatives. 

And what would it feel like to be crippled by the person you are supposed to be loved and trusted with?

Am I to say that I am lucky that I'm not physically crippled? But how does it feel instead to be emotionally and mentally crippled.

I've tried to be a bit more open up, at least within the family, so that I won't end up bottling everything inside me, and for those who knows me well, will know what my characteristics are. But now I can totally give up that idea, totally, and forever.

It's not the first time I tried, nor the second time. But as we know, once bitten, twice shy. I have enough, and enough is enough. I don't care now if you are totally unaware of my life outside home or inside my head, and not that you would care either. Then fine.

I'll just continue my life as it is, with a double persona. I'm used to it anyway, tried to change, but found no encouragement and received criticism, and find no reason to change now.