Reflections

My Happiness = My Choice

The amount of times I have to shake off the feeling that me or my talent isn’t good enough, especially when creativity goes quiet. It gets worse when you see your peers thriving and your own well feels low. However it’s our responsibility to take that thought hostage and crush it underfoot. Even if it needs to be done every day! We’re not always going to have a grasp on our feelings but definitely have over our reactions.

Reflections

Toxic Tragedy

I finally watched Baby Boy the other day. Classic Hood movie? Yes, however tragedy more fits its description. The focal point of tragedy being the lack of hope, or the vanity of it .

Yvette continued to hold a torch for Jody although he cheated, lied, talked to her crazy and even had a baby on her. I wanted to reach through my phone and shake her till she realised she was the most powerful character there. She gave strength to his feeble clutch and fed his ‘power’ with her lack of self esteem.

The lack of hope must be a factor for a lot of realities. If you barely feel that goodness can come through for you, anything is permissable. I’m not sure if there’s a complete tangible way to help someone, encouragment of course is key. However, as corny as it sounds, it must start from believing for own self.