Be the Best YOU, You Can Be

Life is what we make it. It is as we choose to see it as well. You can view life as beautiful and daily combination of small miracles. You can also choose to view it more negatively as if life is hard, life sucks, and so on. We all have our moments it’s hard to be positive all the time, what is important is that we take personal responsibility and flip the script. Good things happen to bad people and bad things happen to good people. The bulk of your life though is in your hands, it is up to you what you do with it, make it happen.

Nobody ever wrote a bestselling novel by not writing. Stop measuring your success and abilities by what others do, you should only be looking at yourself and competing with yourself to improve from where you were even yesterday. Some people say competition is healthy, but comparing yourself to others tends to make people not do better but run into the pitfalls of losing confidence and giving up. If you get too caught up in what someone else is doing, you rob yourself of the chance to create your best version of success.

No one owes us anything, not notoriety, not physical things, not even their time. Those things are given by choice. Don’t depend on someone else to help you pave your path to success, get dirty, and do the work. Hardwork never hurt anyone. I enjoy physical work as well, I know some avoid it at all costs but it keeps the body young and it reminds you to be grateful for things, it also gives you a sense of accomplishment. Sometimes I think most people gauge their success by financial gain. Sure, I understand that being part of the goal but I don’t understand when it is the main focus.

Do something you love. That is what a lot of people say and some are lucky enough to be able to do that successfully, others aren’t, it doesn’t mean you can’t bring love to what you do. Sometimes we all have to do things we don’t want but being resentful about it is a choice. Finding a balance can be nearly impossible at times, I get it, I am a single mom who struggles at times to find 5 minutes to myself for just a moment to breathe. Sure, I have seen where monks say you can find time to meditate you can do it while drinking a cup of coffee, while the point is well made and well-meant, he took a vow of celibacy and I assure you, he doesn’t understand what it is like as a mom, we all know there are times when a silent and private pee break would be the equivalent of the miracle of Moses parting the sea. Our perspective is based off of our experience, that monk would likely not OMing much as a single mother, just saying.

We all have different experiences and different perspectives so advice will never be one size fits all, for anything. Answer to yourself, take care of yourself and don’t forget to love yourself and even forgive yourself. You’re worth it. Be the best YOU, that you can be.

Published by izzysconfessions

I was born and raised in the smallest of towns in Southwest Virginia. A town that is extraordinarily active, yet a town that is like it's very own little mini Bible belt. My dad was Baptist, my mom pentecostal, and I'm paranormal. I would venture to say it is somewhat of a family trait. One that is met with equal acceptance and curiosity as much as it is met with skepticism. Individually and collectively so much has been experienced and witnessed at times to such a degree that one might wonder how on earth there is room for doubt. I dont have all the answers, I do not have it all figured out. Im as human as everyone else relying heavily many mornings on a lot of coffee and a little Jesus. In fact, I can't decide what I want for dinner most days. One constant is I cannot go a single day without chocolate. Pour a cup of coffee, or a little tea and whiskey and join me in my confessions of a haunted freak.

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