I'm sick of trying to pretend that everything is okay. People see me inside of this "Emily Box," and I can never have a bad day. "Emily is always supposed to be happy." "Emily is always supposed to have good days." "Emily is always supposed to know what to do to contain herself." "Nothing bad ever happens to Emily."
Let me tell you that these statements are all lies. The devil is stepping inside of my life, and he is trying to wreck me.
It's an interesting situation. The devil isn't coming at me by himself. He is using the help of my friends and family. Every comment they make can either make me or break me, but it's my choice whether or not I let it. At this point in my life, I choose to let it make me. The sentences they spill at me will only make me stronger as a person, and they will build my mental state making me more mentally stable than most people. Life is a game, and I plan on winning.
Speaking of mental states, I've been looking into this subject quite a bit over the past few weeks. Knowing that my state of mind is similar to the muscles I use in soccer, I understand that it will only get stronger as life's challenges become more difficult. I'm ready to take on the world and overcome such stress.
People who are mentally unstable have also taught me some important lessons in life. They showed me that you won't get very far in life if you are weak. You have to use all of the obstacles in life to create an understanding of the world we live in. As difficult as that may be, it has to happen.
Just a little thought for today,
Emily Page.
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