Titles.

Art : Clean!

By Sakuan.

I am who I say I am and if I wasn’t then why would I say I was. Impostor syndrome, what a privilege it is to have that, that means you succeeded, survivors remorse, the same thing. A tragic reality that some experience as hurdles and some wish they could one day get that feeling, you struggle in life, people look at you like you owe them something, and in some sense you do because you exist in a society and their work helps keep you alive so in a way you have to contribute too. You didn’t ask to be included in the society, you were just born into it but you have to exist in it like you always wanted to be in it, that is the only way to fit in and we do it everyday, I try my best to be something, wishing one day I would be a someone that people admire, not by face but through my work, what a privilege that would be.

A gift and a curse they say success is, and I get it as I have experienced the same two things with the small success I have had with the various things I have accomplished. I just closed my eyes and experienced it all without reacting because I knew these were just voices in my head and nothing more, and soon it all passed because I ignored the voices, they were not real, I could not see, smell nor touch these feelings brought by those voices.

They say life ain’t fair, it is fair if you look at life for what it is, no expectations for what it can or should be, just look at it for what it is. Some people accept it and some don’t, some people alternate from time to time, some days they think they deserve what life gives them and sometimes they don’t. Sometimes they blame themselves for what has happened to them and rightfully so but then again life is unfair, whatever that means. You can’t do anything about it because life just exists and you experience it, you can be a someone or a something important in its existence but that is just about it, it keeps on going whether you are here or not.

By Nu Nazareth.