Am I Good Enough?
What does “Good Enough” mean to you?
Have you ever got to a point where you feel absolutely empty and do not want to socialize with anyone? Have you ever got to a stage where you could not simply do the right things albeit they are not that complex? Have you ever got to a place where you find extraordinariness in everyone and a piece of shit in you? Have you ever mirrored yourself several times per day and questioned whether you are GOOD ENOUGH to exist?
If “yes”, then perhaps we, and most people, are on the same wavelength. Everyone might get to the bottom point of life and question self-worth, and perhaps those doubts do not come out of nowhere; they actually have their respective root causes.
You’ve been in a group full of beautiful peeps, and you feel not good enough to blend in. You’ve been on exchange programs, meeting potential people, discussing education-related trendy topics, and just because you have little ideas to contribute during discussion, you feel not good enough. You’re in the same age with people whom you call idols, who have jobs while you are still unemployed, who receive a lot of medals, have loads of fans and travel to many different countries where you’ve never been to, you start looking at yourself and feeling not good enough. You’ve been single in a group of friends who’re always in different leagues of love and you feel not good enough. You’ve been chosen over by someone whom you spent years loving, and you feel not good enough. You’ve been in family gathering where your relatives show off their pride toward their children while your parents stay silent, and you feel not good enough.
You blame yourself for not being fierce. You blame your parents for giving a birth to a rubbish-like being. You blame your friends for comforting you since you call them all “sugarcoating”, and you blame god for not taking you away. You have no willpower. You lack of self-control. You have low self-esteem and you yourself like comparing.
But you never realize that all factors come from neither anyone nor you. Instead, it is just the side effects of growing up.
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You’ve grown up. You meet different people, go to different places, taste different food and encounter different problems every day. You’ve seen different aspects of life — all good and bad, all tough and sweet, all beautiful and ugly, all black and white — and you start feeling like a small part of a very big machine, a fish out of water, a frog in the well. Despite all tiny achievements you create every single day, you want unreachable things which you can never possess no matter how hard you try.
It’s because you’ve grown up. It’s because you see the world in a bigger, nicer, crueler picture; and you somehow try to fit in while you never believe you can stand out. It’s because you’ve been brainwashed by the society to have what everyone is having, to behave as how everyone is behaving and to live as the way everyone else is living. It’s because you totally underestimate the power of individualism and uniqueness which lies beyond the surface, hides within yourself and can only be brought out when you finally give yourself enough value.
So if you are facing the same problem, remember:
You were born to slay and strike, to rise and shine, to thrive and leap, to fall but not to cease, to beat but not to recede. You know yourself well enough to not let anyone fix crafts you’ve been perfecting for years. Your strengths, weaknesses, opportunities and threats symbolize you; they are meant to improve, not to change. There’s no such things as being the same — as beautiful as them, as enthusiastic as them, as wealthy as them and as intelligent as them are specifically boring. The world is spacious enough to contain different types of species, different colors of skin tone, different races of human and different personalities of individual. Rather than wanting to fit in, you should instead learn to stand out; and if you’ve been questioning whether you are good enough,
YOU ARE ALREADY MORE THAN ENOUGH! — S.SAUTH
[Side Note]: This article was retrieved from my previous blog website which was hacked. The content was all originally mine.
