FLAWED BUT TRYING
They say “Rome wasn’t built in a day.” Well, neither is a decent personality.
Lately, I’ve noticed I’ve become a bit of a masterpiece — short-tempered, easily annoyed, and a professional-level procrastinator. If being irritated by minor things were an Olympic sport, I’d have a gold medal by now.
I snap at people I love, delay tasks until they haunt me in my sleep, and get annoyed at Wi-Fi speed like it’s a personal attack. But hey, at least I’m self-aware, right?
One day, after yelling at my sibling over a missing spoon (yes, a spoon), I sat down and thought: Is this really the person I want to be?
“Be the change you wish to see in the world.” – Gandhi’s words hit harder when you’re the one needing the change.
So now, I try. I take deep breaths (even when I want to scream), make to-do lists I sometimes follow, and remind myself that kindness isn’t overrated.
Sure, I stumble. Growth isn’t glamorous—it’s messy, awkward, and sometimes involves apologizing a lot. But I’m learning to laugh at myself, forgive often, and keep going.
Because becoming better isn’t about flipping a switch—it’s about rewiring slowly, one meltdown at a time.
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