Rise of the Emotionally Depleted

Last 01 November 2012, I accepted that I am emotionally depleted. I’ve been in denial for quite some time but the unending challenges seem to get the best of me.

I was so emotionally busted that I experienced asthma attacks and have to turn to my trusted Ventolin inhaler. To manage my depression, I ate healthy meals, purchased myself a plane ticket, watched comedy shows, visited malls, and played video games. I did all these to keep my mind preoccupied – yes, they were effective but also temporary.

Going through this phase made me miss my optimistic persona. I became irritable and sees fault in almost anything. Ms. Brightside forgot how the morning breeze and sunshine used to make her smile. I’m unable to see the silver lining. I refused to believe that every day is a gift. I felt trapped. I was unhappy. :(

I woke up today and realized that a change in my mentality was the solution. I looked at the world in the eye and believed that I could be anything I wanted to be. I am in the process of developing an unshaken faith in my ability to control my mentality and life. I will not conform to what the world expected of me. I will be spotted from the crowd and when presented with the same challenges as others, I will choose an individual reaction based on my intuition, my mind and my heart.