Saturday, April 05, 2008

The hardest thing is to let go

I'm a stubborn bastard and I'll probably always be one. The easiest thing to do is to tell me that I can't do something and I will do it. That, except climb mount everest and lose weight (hah!). Nah, it's true what chin's said before, if I really cared I would have done something about it and that's the same for any other person who has some sort of defect whether it's body odour, crooked teeth, flaky skin, dandruff, shitty hair, horrible clothes, etc. If you really cared about your image and all that, you would take care of it but that's fine.

Anyway I'm a stubborn bastard who doesn't know when to quit. I should probably quit now and instead of trying to push for medicine with my mediocre grades, a wonderful remnant of my partying days, and just accept the fact that I'll be lucky with a lab job and all that sort of thing. It's just accepting defeat which is so hard for me. I shouldn't have to, and I'm not going to until the very end. I'm going to keep trying until I get in, even if it kills me because I know I'll be brilliant. There's things in life you just can't let go, things you should fight for no matter how bleak the outcome seems to be. I should give up but I can't, which is probably one of the worst things about me.

I don't know when to stop arguing, I've had debates with friends that have lasted over the span of weeks, some of them are still unresolved. I don't know when to say, ok, that's it. I'm like that for many other aspects of my life as well. It gets a little tiring and yet, it is the very thing that drives me. Then again, I'm just justifying myself over things that I really should get over but can't.

The hardest thing for me, is to let go. There are some things in my life that I should get over that is hindering me from developing as a person. I'm sure my older readers may remember brief posts about my childhood and other experiences that I've shared. I can't get over them, but I will. I still have nightmares about my ex, but they'll stop eventually. I'll get better, in fact, I am better than when I first started this blog. Healing process and all that. It's over and I should get on with my life.

14 comments:

Lance Abel said...

Yeah as you say, the problem is, when you learn to let go, you start getting weak and stuff. Eventually, your resolve just tires on many things, not just the thing you let go of
I idealise my most stubborn days

eastcoastdweller said...

My aunt is 54 and has spent the last several years working very hard to get a degree as a paralegal.

When it comes to a career, never give up.

chipazoid said...

Yeah me too but I guess when you get older you tend to lose the whole stubbornness though. In some cases anyway.

Yeah sometimes I wish I could turn back the clock to the person I was before but hey, with age comes wisdom.

Lol, no worries, I know that. I'm not going to give the career up, just everything else.

Anonymous said...

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^^

chipazoid said...

Adree you're a fucking asshole. *STAB STAB STAB!!!

Anonymous said...

ahhhh... you are killing me softly with this post, and it's not as nice as the song, I bet you can't lose weight.

chipazoid said...

Lol, giggle, unless you're actually paying me to write you posts to entertain you, you can fuck yourself.

Have a nice day! =D

*Jiggles

chipazoid said...

Heh, to clarify, blogs are whatever people make of it and while I'm glad for it's popularity, I did not start writing it for you. It was for me, a journey of my own recovery from the very beginning. I'm only human, and this is one of the few personal ones and you can deal with it.

Anonymous said...

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I prefer 'a' over 'A'

^^

chin said...

if you knew how to let go i highly doubt we'd still be friends to this day

chipazoid said...

That's just because I'm a saint and you're insufferable. =D

chin said...

or we're both insufferable. bitch

Anonymous said...

Sorry, haven't been here for a couple days, nothing new, disappointed... BUT

Any chance you are going to write a follow up to the kiddy sex industry post, I bet it could be a... further step to ... "personal recovery"?

Maybe this time you could go into details about the shoes you were wearing. Don't skip on the details of the socks.

You know... to entertain the majority of your blog visitors.

xoxo, an addicted reader/intertube commuter.

chipazoid said...

Lol, the kiddy sex industry post was a follow up. So you know, have fun reading old blog posts.

You know what shoes I was wearing? It was a shade of "up yours". Cheers.