To the strong, sorry, cool man/woman.

Soo I stopped writing my "inspiration" for my pieces cause I couldn't always explain "what led."
But this was inspired by the numerous emotions I have felt for the past few days and another piece I was going to put up tomorrow (might still) but felt it was too sad and was too revealing. So... here it goes.

First words:

“What did Santa say to the prostitute?”

“Umm….”

“Hohoho!” and she burst out laughing.

"You must remember that you are human. Before this world came to change you. To turn you into this oblivious robot you have become. Oblivious of how far you have traveled. You were, and still are, human.

And so it's okay to fall. And it is even more okay to be sad that you have fallen.

And it's okay to give your best to something, or invest all you have in someone and still fail.

And it is okay to love. To love something or somebody more than you should.

And it's okay to be confused.

And it’s okay to be overwhelmed.
And it's okay to want to take a break. And to take it.
And it's okay to cut yourself some slack. To realize that you may not be everything you want to be, but you are pretty awesome. 

And it's okay to not have a "passion"

And it's okay to acknowledge that you have lost. And that it upsets you, more than you can imagine.

And it's okay to not know how to let go.

And it's okay to have that thing that "kills" you.

And it’s okay to have no control over so many things that affect you.

And it's okay to acknowledge that something upsets you more than you think it should.

And it’s okay. It is important. To talk about it. To talk about all of it.

And it's okay, but even more, important to seek help.

The more important thing is to address and overcome.

The strong (or if you prefer, “cool”) man/woman isn't the man/woman who hides fresh wounds

The strong man/woman is the one who displays healed/healing scars.

Who gives people the chance to try to fix the broken, support the weak.

                            

And lastly, it's okay to be a work in progress.

Because we are all puzzles. And in the overwhelming façade that the world has become, it is easy to believe that some people have put together most of the pieces.

But quite honestly, 

No one has.”

Last “words”:          

“({})” – Blackberry Messenger “hug” smiley.

Actually, I think with this, I do not have to put up that post tomorrow.

In memory of Zainab Ayo Omolabi.
I love and miss you with emotions unvisited. 

I hope if there is such a thing as a second life, you choose life.