The younger me was always distracted when in school. Mom would walk in during my day dreaming sessions. And obviously, like any childhood, I was shouted at a lot. “You better not get distracted and get back to your studying, young woman!”, my mom would say. Yes, distraction always meant negative. The moment I’m distracted, I tend to lose out on precious minutes or those pieces of information. Since then distraction was always considered negative (distraction = negative impact).
Until I met heartache!
I was torn, heartbroken, felt lonely and betrayed. All this behind that one small stroke on my face called smile. Held it all within only to realize that the walls were cracking open and that these feelings were trying to burst open to tear me apart.
Then, Eureka! I figured it out. What if I was distracted? What if I got myself busy doing things that I wouldn’t otherwise do? What if I put the quote ‘Nothing’s impossible’ to test?
I started reading;
I started studying;
I started volunteering;
I started participating in sports;
I started keeping in touch with people;
I started to write;
And finally, my favorite, I started blogging.
I distracted myself and turned a whole new leaf with my life. The change was tremendous, but it was for the better. I still look back at the dark alley that I walked out from only to see what I went through as lessons learnt. I still look into the eyes of the enemy and admit that I am no longer in their control.
Never knew that something so adverse could be useful in cancelling out something more unfavourable. It takes courage and all the strength from within to do this. For all those who feel you are alone – you are not. If you believe in yourself, then you wouldn’t need anyone else. Stay positive!