My Choice

There comes a time in your life when someone or something gives you hope, makes you believe in things and possibilities. But things don’t always work out the way you want them to, not even when you work hard for it, not even when circumstances change favorably, because people are people.

People change. Sometimes when success is within reach, people get selfish, priorities changes, loyalties don’t matter, hard work does not count. Just when you think everything is starting to fall into its right place, and your hard work is starting to pay off, the very core, the foundation on which you stand on starts to crumble.

And you are left with two choices, forget your ideals and loyalties, forget the past and move on with what will lead you to succeed even if you hurt people along the way, or get left behind.

I chose to get left behind because these are the things I value: loyalty, hard work, honesty, and respect. I am not to say I chose the right thing, but although it’s painful not to enjoy the fruits of my hard work, I am at peace with my choice.

It’s frustrating, disappointing to believe in something, to work hard for a goal, and have it all taken away from you because of other people’s choices. And you can’t have it your way. You’re helpless.

It’s sad, and a bit lonely along this path. It’s depressing but I’d rather be disappointed, sad, and lonely… rather than happy at the expense of others. This is my choice. I take it and own it along with it’s disappointments, the consequences, and repercussions because that’s what you do when you make a choice… you take everything with it.

0 thoughts on “My Choice

  1. i felt like i’m the one writing your post. it’s heart felt. i can really feel it. been to this lots of times before but the only thing that strengthen is knowing that at the end of the day i still have myself who knows what’s best and what is not, not for others but for me! kudos ria! been reading your posts, i love it!

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