It took a slap

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It took a slap for me to learn.

Did I get recently slapped? Well physically no, but mentally, emotionally, and I guess you can say spiritually.

I’m a person who is afraid to make mistakes. I guess growing up in a typical Chinese family where the mother was praised for enforcing a form of punishment on the child thus associating mistakes with fear.

However that did not change my bad habit of making mistakes secretly. I constantly made mistakes to feed my weaknesses.

Like any weak, unsure, and random direction, I decided to stop feeding my weaknesses. It worked out for sometime until I caved in under all the pressure.

Then just as I thought I could get away with it, I got a slap.. One of the hardest slaps I’ve ever gotten in my entire life.

Then just like that, it woke me. I got off from the ground, looked into a real mirror and I cringed.

“Is that me? What have I done? What have I become?”

Thoughts started racing my head and I got dizzy with confusion and regret. Thankfully this whole learning process won’t have me dwelling in regret and self pity in the whole process.

I took a walk to the basin, washed my face, washed my eyes (yes they need washing) and looked again.

“There’s a progress.. You don’t look like shit anymore, maybe in due time you can look more human..”

(What is it with me and talking to myself?)

So here I am, making that struggling journey to stay awake the whole road through..

So to quote St. Jose Maria Escriva

“To begin is for everyone, to persevere is for saints.

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