Monday, April 25, 2011
I actually am okay. It is alright, even if I totally have to numb myself from all emotions to get over it. I really wish I could thank everyone for how they've helped me through this. Honestly, thank you, even though half of the people I would thank won't read this (because I'm not into friends following my blog, because they put an imaginary pressuring damper on my writing), but the portion of you on here, you are great, great people.
A couple of years ago, I couldn't deal with myself in this situation, and when I did, it was months later before I could feel better about myself. Now, I am rising out of the ashes, a phoenix of a new philosophy. I'm moody and indifferent, but at least my self-esteem is not obliterated- no, I may be deemed more selfish, but it's for my own happiness.
*Sigh.* The show must go on.
I'm finally getting to the good part of The Scarlet Letter, where you can visibly see the feminist struggle that Hawthorne emphasizes. It might seem extremely boring in the beginning with all of the fluff, yet it strikes a chord through its true underlying message. Very empowering. :)
"If she be all tenderness, she will die. If she survive, the tenderness will either be crushed out of her, or—and the outward semblance is the same—crushed so deeply into her heart that it can never show itself more." Nathaniel Hawthorne, how you've read my mind.
Seasons- Chase Coy