I think everything happens for a reason. From accidentally taking a wrong turn to randomly meeting someone in life. I think it all happens for a reason. Whether it’s good or bad, happy or sad, I feel there is a reason for it.
It’s sometimes hard for me to realize this when going through a hard time. I’m usually pretty good at ignoring my feelings when bad things happen. I tend to save up my feelings until I’m alone then things start to come out. I end up not accomplishing anything in the end.
Lately, I’ve been trying to change this so I express myself at the proper moment. To be honest, it hasn’t worked very well yet. I tend to feel more crazy than anything afterwards. I can’t tell if it’s because I’m not use to expressing my feelings or if its cause I’m actually crazy.
I’ll give you a small example. If I’m at a restaurant and my order is wrong, Most people would correct the order and get what they were expecting to pay for. Me on the other hand, I would let it slide and forget what I was hoping for. Then normally, I’d walk away disappointed. On occasion, I walk away happier about the mistake that was made.
I want certain things for a reason but I’ll always wonder, was that mistake suppose to happen?