Tough Times...Trying Times.

I recently start to geniunely believe that tough times do not just happen to piss us off and to test our limits, but instead I believe they happen because they teach us to endure the worst conditions, to prepare us to a higher level where the happiness stakes are higher, but the heartbreak stakes are just as high. I'm now learning not to dread tough times, and although I'm hoping they don't come to my life again, I believe that tough times challenges us to rise up to the occasion, to challenge status quo. Yes, we may fall (hey, I seriously fell into deep s#$t!) over and over again, but everytime we stand up and try again, eventually we will succeed at least to prove to ourselves that we are not a failure, that we can do better. But at the same time, we also realize that we are not that 'great'. In these dire times, I get inspiration from the potential satisfaction and the discovery that I can be more than what I've achieved by far, that I can be as human and as weak as anybody else, and that these trials could also be happening to other people, who knows, and because they overload they are easily annoyed and irritated and sad. I now understand and I'm trying to broaden my perspective to understand other people more, and be more compassionate. It's not easy to face the insecurities that are creeping in the shadows in these gloomy days, but I realize that nobody else has power over me but myself. And I decided that I'm entitled and blessed with so much gift from above. In this trying times, I can do two things - to keep trying and to pray for sanity.