Just let me

There are things that you just can’t control, but it doesn’t mean you have to take advantage of those that you can.

It’s not that I’m ungrateful. But I’m missing so much, sacrificing so much just because you wouldn’t want bad things to happen to me. What about the good things that can come out of it? What about the daily benefits weighing over the negative presumptions of everything that can go wrong, that could only happen once in a blue moon? You can avoid bad things from happening, but you can’t just cower and hide with the possibilities either.

You always tell me that I shouldn’t hurry. I have a long life. I shouldn’t waste it just by indulging on one thing only to realize that it’s a mistake. But guess what, that’s what you told me years ago. It’s still the same thing you’re telling me now. So tell me, when do I start living?

Can I fear for my own sake? It’s okay. You’ve brought me up well. You don’t have to tell me every time all the wrong things that can happen. I think I’ve had enough paranoia implanted in my brain through the years. I think it’s time to let go and think of what’s convenient. 

Nowhere is safe. But it doesn’t mean I have to go nowhere as well.

I’ve grown up. Let me be. Trust me. Let me live.

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  4. thediscobelle said: OMG same story here Guada!
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