[dedicated to n.n.]

Tuesday is the day when mixed emotions are starting to get into you–sometimes they irritate you to the point where you feel like you’re about to boil up in rage or break down in tears any time soon. It seems like challenges, obstacles, and responsibilities are being thrown your way every now and then, and they start to weigh you down. It’s hard, difficult, and overwhelming, but you know that you just have to appear… fine.

Tuesday by Nico WijayaPHOTO BY NICO WIJAYA.

But you know that you are not. You are not fine. You are not okay.

Sometimes you feel so tired pretending to be so strong and in control all the time while you are actually stressed and frustrated and afraid and worried and confused. You feel as if you have to be the strong one on behalf of everybody else’s sake, and after a while, it feels suffocating. Sometimes you ask yourself why it seems like you’re the only one who is making an effort. Why it seems like you’re the only one who tries. Why it seems like you’re the only one who cares.

But Tuesday is a celebration of acceptance. This is the day when you can tell yourself, that it is okay to not be okay. You can’t be fine all the time and it’s fine–because we’re all human after all. You make mistakes and let things slip through the cracks. Things don’t go as planned and relationships don’t end up with a happily-ever-after. But such is life.

We do things we regret sometimes, and say the things we do not mean other times. There are moments when we hurt people we love or break a promise we have once made. It’s only human to be imperfect, and it’s okay to admit this. To accept the fact that we do screw things up sometimes and that we make mistakes every once and a while, because this is how we learn our lessons. And Tuesday is a celebration of acceptance. It’s a day to celebrate the way you accept yourself in your entirety: accepting the fact that it’s okay not to be okay, accepting your past mistakes and regrets, accepting a side of you you’re not to keen about, accepting the bumps and imperfections you’re about to encounter in life.

And exactly because this is the way you are and this is the way life is, there are times when you just need to reach out to those around you. To seek help. To deliver an apology. To ask for guidance. To mend broken relationships. To say the things you’ve kept hidden for so long. And to let someone to take care of you.

Because those people you love and those who love you, they need to know that there will be times when you need them, too–just as much as they need you.

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hanny

13 Responses

  1. Nipiiisss.. Ya ampun bagus banget!!
    Aku berkaca2 terus baca postingan-nya dr kmrn2..
    Boleh di post kah? ☺️☺️

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