The film, Eddie The Eagle, has just moved from my list of “To Watch” to my list of “All-Time Favorites”. I have also just recommended it to all my Twitter, Instagram, and Facebook connections.
I’m on a high right now. I’m listing down all the words I can associate to this movie, this life story:
Dedication. Passion. Failure. Determination. Rejection. Inspiration. Trust. Courage. Heart. Ambition. Training. Dream. Positivity. Negativity. Hope. Struggle. Pain. Recognition. Effort. Discipline. Readiness. Spirit. Motivation. Experience. Preparation. Encouragement. Understanding. Belief.
No further explanations. That’s it; that’s the review.
“We all have our own challenges ahead of us. It’s how you respond to these challenges which will define you.” -Wil Dasovich
She’s hurting while she’s praying
It’s painful but still hopeful
That one day, she’ll find a way
“December is for last chances, final hope, before we start something new.”
This is one of those nights when I just can’t stop thinking, worrying, and suddenly explode into tears I’ve been trying to hold back for far too long.
It’s just so hard. Worse, I have no one to talk to about all these. I know there are lots of good souls willing to listen, but no matter how difficult it gets, a huge part of me still thinks and feels this is a battle I could fight on my own; partly because I don’t want others to see what’s behind the mask, more so that everything’s just masked.
I don’t know what to do anymore. R.. Should I speak to him now? Should I do it face to face? Should I just show this blog to him and let this explain everything? Should I just choose not to let him hear the truth from me ever? D.. Should I inform him that I just act normal but that doesn’t mean I’m over it and I forgive and believe him? Should I make him explain to me upfront? Should I add that woman on Facebook? Should I look into his phone once more? Should I let this go and just believe him?
This is one of those nights when I sincerely wish I could fall asleep and wake up finally knowing what to do.
I love long walks in the busy city streets early in the morning. But sometimes I wish there’d be anyone who will walk in front of me and assure me reality’s better than the world inside my head.
There are times that no matter how hard you convince yourself to stop, a part of you will always keep on hoping.