Blossom where you’re planted
You’re a flower not a weed
If only I was born prettier, maybe I could be happier
If only I was born with a golden spoon, maybe I could be more successful
If only I was born in a perfect family, maybe I could feel loved and appreciated
If only I was more talented…
If only I was smarter…
If only I was wiser…
If only I was better…
If only…
But what if you are exactly where you supposed to be?
Up until my early 20s, I still asked those questions, almost everyday. The if-only midnight session was my favourite thing before sleep. And that made me hate my life.
The ultimate way to destroy your happiness is by being ungrateful. I was so unhappy with my life, I was never content with everything that I had. It felt like I always had something to complain about and constantly comparing my life to others.
The if-only questions brought me to another question, what if I am exactly where I’m supposed to be? What if all of these things that happened to me were exactly what supposed to happen. Just like there are happy and sad chapters in a book, what if all the good and bad things that happened to me were all written to become one beautiful story in the end?
Someone once told me that acceptance is the only way out of a totally unacceptable situation. As much as cliché it is, it’s true. Once I decided to accept all the things that happened to me, I started to feel joy again.
I bloom, even in the most unacceptable situations.
I bloom, wherever I planted.
Because I’m the one who decided that I’m a flower, not a weed.
