who is stopping me?
as i am writing this it is currently 5:23pm. my bedroom window is open and i feel the cold breeze travel in gently, i did my daily routine of peering outside and taking in all the beauty that my street has to offer. the sun sets around 4pm now so it’s coal-black with hues of a pinkish-red tone peering in.
i look up at the sky and i realise that i am just a being, a limitless being. no matter what i’ve done, no matter who i am. i will always be a limitless being in an infinite universe. “in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it's all in my mind.”
as i gazed through my window all i could think about was how endless my opportunities are. i really don’t have to be who i am now. i can truly be anything, the only reason i may feel like i can’t be anything is because i make up reasons.
“what if i make a fool out of myself?”
but who cares? should you be imprisoned by people’s opinions for the rest of your life? should you live accordingly to people’s perception of yourself? - my higher self states.
"One day a long time from now you'll cease to care anymore whom you please or what anybody has to say about you. That's when you'll finally produce the work you're capable of." — J.D salinger
“i’ve failed before and i’ll fail again like i always do”
the only reason you’ve failed was because you accepted failure. - my higher self says
“i don’t deserve this”
but yes you do, you’ve suffered long enough. you’ve settled more than enough. you deserve everything great, why don’t you allow yourself to feel good? everyone around you feels good. so can you. - my higher self exclaims
I don’t have to live up to society’s rules. i can create my own standards and decide to live up to them.
it really all comes down to that one question- “who is stopping me?” it’s not my parents. its not my siblings. its not my friends. its not my teachers. its not society. it may feel like it’s all of those things but who gets to make the ultimate decision? well it’s me. it’ll always be me.
"The world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you want." — F. Scott Fitzgerald.

















