It is me, your long forgotten self-confidence. It has been a while since we last met, isn’t it?
Firstly, isn’t it strange to pen a letter to self? Sometimes, when the outer world smothers you, emasculates you, you need your dormant, deep-hidden, inner-self to find voice and tell you to hang on, to inhale and exhale. To live beyond the simple day-to-day surviving.
Now, walk to the nearest mirror and take a long look at self. Do you recognize this tired, listless, lifeless reflection? Well I don’t!
Was this the same wondrous visage that went about chasing rainbows, spread life, laughter wherever she went? How many tears have those sunken eyes shed, to lose all their luster? Why are those dry, cracked lips curved down? Where has that sunshine smile disappeared?
Dig deep into your soul and pull out that lost ‘You’. You were the one who was going make the impossible, possible. Find the strength honey, to believe, to breathe, to move on and to march ahead.
You have to remember the promises you made to yourself. Now make them a reality. You owe that much to yourself.
Rise up like the Phoenix from the very ashes of your present, to soar high and paint a much brighter tomorrow.
The pain is searing I agree! The humiliation is beyond endurance and you blame yourself for all that has gone wrong in this relationship!
“What will others say?”
No dear, no one gets to have an opinion on your life, unless they are paying the bills. On hindsight, not even after that!
So walk out before even you forget that you exist. No doubt, it is going to be a Herculean task to rebuild but we both are going to do so, brick by brick.
I will be waiting for your resurgence.