Compartmentalization

Posted in Life on August 29, 2020 by vixstar1314

I know it has been soooooooo long since I have written a post. Sometimes life just gets away from me. Time flies by whether it is good or bad.

Blink by blink, second by second we are aging. No matter if we want it or not.

A lot of the time we don’t think about aging, life nor death. We are too distracted by trivial day to day activites or worse, just social media.

I do find that very often when I think I spiral in deep thoughts, gathering more and more information and emotions. To the extent that I learnt how to compartmentalise so many aspects of my life.

My past holds a big compartment in my brain. I dive in and out of it. People that use to be inside it and that did matter so much to me, still do but in a very different way. In a way whereby they are not physically here but they live on inside me. I know that they are different now, hell, I am different now. So much water has gone under the bridge. Yet I crave for those memories and those times. Knowing as a fact that it will never be. As a result, I live my day as well as I can. Living with what I have. It ain’t perfect but it is a way forward. At the end of the day, we all live to move forward one way or another, whichever method keeps us going.

 

 

Strangers

Posted in Life, Lyrics, Music, Personal, Songs, soundtrack, Thoughts, Time on July 14, 2019 by vixstar1314

It is very strange and quite sad that close people I use to see daily no longer exist physically in my life. There is some comfort in knowing that I still hold them deep within my memories and reassurance of knowing they still exist in this world.

Lauren Aquilina Lyrics – “Suddenly Strangers”

You always knew me
Better than anyone else I’d ever met
And that’s what threw me
I think I lost myself the day you left

We used to stay up just to watch the date change to something new
Another day where I would have you

But how can it all change so fast
From everything to nothing just like that?
And all that time we’ll never get back
You know I was never scared of the end
Only the way I knew we’d pretend
Like you and I were never even friends

From talking every waking hour
To not knowing where you are now
We’re Suddenly Strangers
Isn’t it strange?
And in the space you used to sleep
Are all those vows we couldn’t keep
We’re Suddenly Strangers
Isn’t it strange?

I remember
The way you used to talk about your doubts
Like they were demons
I wonder if you still talk like that now

I used to say you were my home
But now the house is empty
And I’m sleeping alone

From talking every waking hour
To not knowing where you are now
We’re Suddenly Strangers
Isn’t it strange?
And in the space you used to sleep
Are all those vows we couldn’t keep
We’re Suddenly Strangers
Isn’t it strange?

But how can it all change so fast
From everything to nothing just like that?
And all that time we’ll never get back
You know I was never scared of the end
Only the way I knew we’d pretend
Like you and I were never even friends

From talking every waking hour
To not knowing where you are now
We’re Suddenly Strangers
From talking every waking hour
To not knowing where you are now
We’re Suddenly Strangers
Isn’t it strange?
And in the space you used to sleep
Are all those vows we couldn’t keep
We’re Suddenly Strangers
Isn’t it strange?

You always knew me
Better than anyone else I’d ever met
We’re Suddenly Strangers
Isn’t it strange?

Nightfall

Posted in Creativity, Life, Personal, Thoughts on October 14, 2017 by vixstar1314

If night was the true light,

where would you stand?

Where would you call your land?

Mine would be the pure minds.

Life is never easy.

Posted in Creativity, Life, lost, Personal, Thoughts on August 12, 2017 by vixstar1314

Life is never easy.

There are so many different things, confusion and pain.

It is one of the hardest thing to understand. Actually you never will understand it.

There are too many contradictions and the bottom line is life itself really doesn’t make sense. It is just what it is.

One of the things I struggle with so much is being so sensitive to triggers. For some strange reason, a lot of things around me can easily trigger memories that have long been buried within me. As a result I struggle to forget. Thus making me think so much more than the average person. Occasionally I am drowned in thoughts and memories of the past which renders me to live in the present.

The phoenix that is you

Posted in Creativity, Life, Personal, Thoughts with tags , , , , , , on July 26, 2017 by vixstar1314

You will always be the phoenix.

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No matter how many times I have tried to suppress thoughts of you and lock you deep inside my heart. One way or another when I least expect it, you rise again. Tugging at my mind and heart string. Making me think of the memories we created together, making me wonder how your life is going, do I ever cross your mind?

You will always be the one that I connected the deepest with. That one that I wished in an ideal world we would be one.

I clearly remember this one dream I had a few years ago, whereby my ex-boyfriend was looking at me, I was standing by my current boyfriend who was looking at me, but I was looking at you…I believe on some level this depict my deepest, truest desires and feelings.

The feelings and thoughts about you have decreased over the years. But they still appear several times a month. Sometimes these thoughts are quite dark, like if I was on the brink of death would I miss you the most, would you be my last thought and regret? Maybe you was always my fire, the one that light me most but also the one that burnt me the deepest. However the only thing that is real between us now is the distance…..

 

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RIP Chester Bennington may you find peace in the beyond

Posted in Creativity, Event, Life, lost, Lyrics, Mind - Psychology, Music, Personal, Society, Songs, soundtrack, This May Help U!, Thoughts, Time with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 22, 2017 by vixstar1314

Mental health illness of depression and suicide are real things.
It is scary because they are demons others can’t truly hear or see. But for the people who suffer from it, it’s rather constant because the thoughts are always there. It’s so difficult to be able to shut them out and escape.depression.jpg

Over the years these have gotten worse and more and more people suffer from it. On some levels the awareness is being bought to more people’s attention.
Just a few days ago the suicide of : Chester Bennington rocked the world as a whole. Linkin Park’s music had save millions and for Chester it saved him for two decades as well but finally the pain within got too much.

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Imagine for him to sing these lyrics that he wrote, must have both been a way of releasing it from inside but also from seeing his eyes during live performances you would notice it was quite painful to associate these words to his past and memories. Music was definitely a hemisphere where he would go to escape and to express so much inside that he had built up.

From the words in many of the songs it clearly depicts his life journey, thoughts, darkness, happiness and emotions. So much power in these words alone. Let alone what was actually going on inside his heart and mind must have been a billion times more.

To have to result to taking that final step of taking his own life after experiencing the outcome of what happened when his friend Chris Cornell took his life and knowing the impact of it all and how hurt and hard it was on his family, friends and fans. Meant he really couldn’t take it anymore.
Suicide is never so clear-cut, you cannot blame the person who did it and you definitely feel so sorry for those they leave behind.

The very scary thing is, from experience I think a lot of people who have or are going through deep depression know that deep deep down they have locked a specific demon away as hard as they can. The demon that whispers to them to end it all. This is one of the hardest thing to do because it continues to fight so often to try to come out.
When I hear the lyrics from Linkin Park’s Leave out all the rest:

“When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I’ve done
Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed
And don’t resent me
And when you’re feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest”

I feel like something inside of Chester knew one day if it happened when that demon manages to come out and he cannot take it anymore these words are to all those he loved and cared about to ask for their forgiveness but also giving them the power to continue on without him. Hence why this song is one of my favourite from them because these words are something that echo more than just simple words but stringing it all together provides an explanation on some level.

I truly hope all those gentle souls who were unable to find peace in this world can in the beyond.

 

RIP

Moving on

Posted in Creativity, Life, Thoughts with tags , , , on July 11, 2017 by vixstar1314

Far too often, moving on is a tough decision and even harder to action when it comes down to it.

I for one, know that change is always present, yet dislike it. Because changes is unsettling and means leaving something or someone behind and I find it difficult to detach from the comfortable habit especially if I have been in it for years. Yet when it comes down to it, I force myself to do it when it is absolutely necessary.

Over the past 2-3 years I have learnt to say more feelings when it is really time to share them, more importantly when having to say more solid and real goodbyes such as when leaving jobs, goodbyes when visiting people when you are on holiday or not being sure when you will realistically get to see someone face to face again. I guess a part of this stems from knowing I never really know when my last moment on this Earth would be so I would say to you – say the stuff you want to otherwise you may miss the chance forever or worse separated by life and death.

Saying goodbye to people is the toughest of “moving on” because you know that even though you will probably see these people again and they will also live on in your memories or you will stay in contact with them via social media yet it will not be the same as being so close by. However the ironic thing is that no day is the same regardless of what happens, so we have to face the change and deal with it no matter how much discomfort it brings or how much we really don’t want to deep down. Because this is how we grow and develop. We have to change just as the world rotates around each day, changing…

History

Posted in Creativity, Life, Thoughts on July 9, 2017 by vixstar1314

It’s scary and sad to think that once upon a time we communicated and connected everyday with each other.

Today I am merely a memory to you. Probably barely existing in your daily thoughts.

History of people can be such a fragile element in life.

INFJ

Posted in Creativity, Event, introspective, Life with tags , , , , on March 27, 2017 by vixstar1314

Lately I have remembered the day when I had the light bulb day discovery.

When 4 seemingly simple letters finally helped me come to terms with who I am.
The day I realised that I wasnt alone or freakishly odd and different.

For so long I wasn’t able to put it into words why I was different.

The day I discovered I was rare but not alone in this world.
When I knew I was special and when so much of my past behaviour finally made sense. The pieces finally started to connect nicely together to bring me some peace.

I managed to find the post of what I wrote when I found out and thought I would share it with you. Maybe an INFJ lands on my page and this article with make them feel less alone and find more answers.

 

“GREETINGS, to other INFJ’s!!! Today I finally realised I’m not innately faulty. I had been trying to figure out what was “wrong” with me for far too long. Finally 24 years later, I’m much closer to being at peace with myself and this world.

I became a TRUE MINORITY but strangely enough it was a big relief. To realise I’m NOT ALONE, (I can finally quote the Michael Jackson song to myself and FELLOW INFJ’s – “You are not alone”)
Even if it is just with another 1% of the population has been great. I’m not the only one.

It has been deeply refreshing to have so much light finally shed on “inner me”, to see so many pieces that I have been clutching onto for so long fall into places in such short time. After being given a definition of what I am, has made a lot of things clearer and easier now, but at the same time it makes a lot of things that much harder because of knowing that the world I am living in barely knows INFJ’s exist and how the world itself appears to “value” all other types more so than the INFJ’s.

I guess people like us may have in the past felt even more alienated, before the “birth of the internet”. With the growing influence and power of the internet it has blown a much needed breath of fresh air into the lives of INFJ’s. We have been provided with a platform to comfortably “drop” and “express” our thoughts, feelings and ideas in ways that were previously not so open. More importantly it has allowed us to find out much more about ourselves, to acknowledge that we are not the only strange fishes in the sea. There are others. Yes it is true that there are not many like us; however the internet has allowed us to “find others like us.”

I have often wondered why I see so much around me and inside me, but have been unable to express it freely with others. There are many times when I need to be alone, to think, to reflect, to collect my thoughts and views of numerous aspects in this world. I didn’t understand why no one around me needed to do the same. (I have never known another INFJ or knew of the existence). Why they constantly need to meet up, socialise and talk. I do enjoy this at small dosages but too much would cause my inside to reach overdrive. I would enjoy hours and even days in the company of myself, to lock away myself from the constant buzz of the outside world. I had previously continuously thought something was really wrong with me inside. I felt as if I had split personalities, because I would find it hard to at times to figure myself out. Around my close friends I was bubbly, talkative, active, funny and at comfort. Yet with people I didn’t know, work colleagues, social gatherings I could not help but zone out, become quiet, shy, awkward and appear anti-social. I knew I was doing it but I couldn’t stop or change. Then there were cases where I would help total strangers and wouldn’t be shy in those moments.

A part of me deep down always knew that I had depth, I was thoughtful, I could see things that others may not notice, there was something different about me, but I didn’t know what nor understand how it worked or why I was the way I was.

Today it clicked into place!!!! *I am an INFJ*

With such qualities that we possess:
articulate
– thoughtfulness
– intuitive
observant
– enjoy music, writing and art (which can be seen as solo activities)
– empathic and sensitivity: through the ability to empathise with the concerns of other people and the world.
– clarify of visions: as we often contemplate the complexity of the meaning of life,future and the world.
– valuing deep and close relationships.
– excellent listeners.

Also comes with it many flaws:
– we can be embroiled in solitude.
– incoherent thoughts
– appear to the outside world as someone who is reserved, antisocial, aloof and distant in communication.
– our brains are constantly thinking and ticking away, which can cause ourselves to feel like we have gone into overdrive mode, leaving us feeling drained and tired.
– being seen as too complex and a sheer mystery that refuses to connect with others, creating lots of misunderstanding.
– only being able to share and connect with a hand full of people
– INFJ’s are not easy to live with.
– as connections are strong and rare with others, when these are damaged or broken it will cause deep pain and distress which can shatter INFJ’s to lengths that are unimaginable.
– being able to see through people on so many levels that INFJ’s are able to sense the good and bad in people and situations can trouble our mindset.

Let’s break it down into notches: for the first time in my life I know you as INFJ’s are seeing the world and my views through the same lenses =)

Family: If I had only realised what I am, then you have guessed right they were not aware of who I am. Therefore being around family members can at times feel very demanding, because they are constantly in the same environment as you, yet you need space very often. So this has not been easy. At times I know they think something is really wrong with me inside. This is understandable, because I thought that too. But at the same time they have not been too accepting. However I guess if you are not sure what you were dealing with it is like searching for something in the dark but not knowing what exactly you are searching for. So it makes it a million times harder to get. For them to get you and for you to get them you need to learn more about each other.

Work: Can be difficult because others don’t understand us, because they have rarely been associated with people like us. Even worse cases, they don’t even know we exist. What hurts most is that we perceive and understand how they see us, what they think we are, but we cannot change this misconception. It is hard to juggle work life if the job you are in clashes deeply with being an INFJ. I know this feeling far too well. Especially since I have been in the work world for about three years without knowing “who I truly am” and why so many aspects seemed so difficult. I pray and hope now that I know I’m an INFJ things may start to change for the better.

Friendship: In the case of your “friends” at times it can be hard to maintain these relationships because you dip in and out of their life, wanting to show them more of you. Furthermore because at times they are so different to you it is hard for them to understand you and for you to reveal yourself and connect with them. However at the same time you do value their friendship. For those that are your “close/special friends” the connection is great beyond words, they are not INFJ’s but they get you in ways that so little people do, you feel so comfortable around them and deeply value these friendships and hold them close to your heart. Unfortunately I can say that one of these friendships I had was severely damaged. The pain was crushing. I didn’t and on some levels still don’t know how to come back from it. Any ideas? Your thoughts and experience are deeply appreciated.

Relationships/ soul mate: These definitely don’t seem to be easy, I have only had a few relationships and each time they don’t last nor work out, I now understand a bit more as to why, from learning that I am an INFJ. Yet a part of me continues to hope and believe that in this complex world there is more out there.

Energy: I don’t know if other INFJ’s feel the same, but I feel in today’s society and lifestyle my energy gets drained quicker. The bursts of energy I experience are short and not often. I am still trying to figure out why that is. I do know there are ways to “recharge” myself but in this “buzzing and busy world” at times this is not easy to do.

View of the world/life and that bigger picture: I see the world as being very complex and needs to be explored and understood yet can never be fully comprehended. But this does not mean I stop thinking or reflecting about it and about life. I continue to want to help others, so much so that sometimes it hurts because I know for a fact that suffering and pain will never end. But I guess every little bit of assistance is helpful and is worth something. I am aware that the world is full of beauty but at the same time flaws.

It was nice to be able to share the above with you, I have felt like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders, I hope reading this has given you something in return as much as it has given me calm and peace in writing this. Any ideas, thoughts and comments are greatly appreciated.”

It has been a long time

Posted in introspective, Life, lost, Mind - Psychology, Personal, Reads, Society, This May Help U!, Thoughts with tags , , , , , , , , on February 18, 2017 by vixstar1314

I am aware that I have not blogged for several months. I am not sure why this is. I still have lots of feelings and thoughts embedded within me, and still require it to be unloaded. However I may have been trying to not process my thoughts as much as I have use to. Whether that has done me good or not I cannot say for sure.

Anyways I was on the bus recently and I thought of you, my blog. The trigger was from thinking of my past and the super tough time I had gone through many many years ago and how that part of me was still placed somewhere within this blog.

I guess this post is more of a self-reflection post.

Several years ago there was a very long period of time, almost a year when I had fallen extremely deep into a black hole. This was mainly due to someone, but it wasn’t helped with the situations and confusion that I felt during that point in my life. Also because of the way I am and how often I feel more darkness than most so this spiral much further than it should had. Whereby I was left extremely unsure if I could or even wanted to come back up from it. It got to a stage when I had been in it for so long that I started to believe this was the norm and I should just give up on trying.

I must admit I still find myself daily feeling a very strong dark bubble around me, at times like I am struggling to breathe. I don’t believe I have actually tried to put it in words before as such. Well lets just say I get a lot of negative thoughts and that most days I struggle to pull myself out of bed. The thought of it makes me rather sad. However the bad thing is, I know that my life isn’t terrible and nothing is specifically wrong so I should be alright, yet I am not and that baffles me, but I can’t help but feel a sense of sadness within me that I cannot quite explain to myself or others. But over time I have learnt to manage it as well as I could. However every month or so I do burn out and break down. I somehow release the emotions and the cycle begins again.

It isn’t anywhere as bad as it use to be but now I know I can never get rid of it. It is a part of my life.

I believe I have now found a name for it and realised it exists elsewhere aside from within my mind and body. It is High function depression.

Reading this article  on huffington post gave me clarity and made me feek less alone and abnormal. From gaining a better understanding of it I have been able to feel like a weight has lifted from my shoulders.

 

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