Blurred Vision – Vent XIX

I can’t really see that well, because my glasses are off. There are shapes that I can see, everything is what it’s supposed to be, but it’s not clear; there’s no detail, and really, having blurred vision is like a metaphor in a way. You’re going through life and without assistance, you have a sense of what it is you’re trying to look at, and where you’re trying to go, but then, what happens is, sometimes, you bump into a wall, you stumble of a crack in the road that you couldn’t see, and things are harder to see when you’re looking further away into the distance.

Having help along the way enhances your vision, it makes things easier to look at and move forward, because you’re able to look into the distance with confidence, walk safer because you can see obstacles in your way (although we still have blind sides, and they always come out of nowhere), and overall, it’s better for you rather than having pride and saying, “no, I can do this on my own, I don’t need anyone.” Although, in few cases, that may be true (Ex. Single parenting), there’s still a bit of assistance that IS needed in order to help you get along. We all can’t just get on a bicycle and start riding it without training wheels; we can’t just get into a car and start driving without knowing where to put the keys in the ignition. We all need that little push sometimes to get us where we need to go in order to progress throughout the various stages in life.

What is life without asking for a little help? Why must people have so much pride that they can’t reach out for a little bit of it? We all go through it, I definitely have. I went on with life thinking that everything I wanted was going to happen if I just went through it and did it alone, but the truth is, I’ve had help along the way. People whom I never thought would have been the ones to guide me through things (with the exception of my family) when times were tough, are always the ones that need to be looked at and appreciated. Life’s too short, time is too precious, and opportunities are way too limited for you to have a high chest and think you’re higher than everyone else simply because “I can do it by myself.”

I wrote about being Independent, and one thing that I do remember saying was that it’s not for everyone. That’s not the way we’re built. We’re dependent on each other, as human beings, to really go out and help our fellow man (or woman). Struggling alone isn’t great, matter of fact, it’s downright depressing, and we wish we could just fast-forward through the hardships and get to the success. The thing is (as we all know) it doesn’t work like that, but at the same time, we don’t have to (preferably, SHOULDN’T have to) do it alone. The people who are willing to help you, value them, because believe it or not, they’re the ones that will have your back. I have the weirdest relationships with people. I can go weeks or even months to talking or seeing you, but when I do, it’s like we were just talking the other day. I’m sure I’m not the only one, but I’m just saying, the bonds that you build with people grow, and eventually you’ll come to a point where you can just lean on them for support when it’s needed, but abusing your boundaries could get you in a bit of trouble, so I wouldn’t suggest that at all.

What I’m getting at, all comes back to blurry vision. I need visual guidance (literally and metaphorically) to help me throughout my day, and everyone needs a vision. You have to see something for yourself in order to get on to the next step up the stairway to success. How else do you expect to get to where you want to be? Easy does it, because really, there’s nothing wrong with needing a bit of help. We all need some. With that being said, I need to put on my glasses, because this squinting is irritating.

That’s My Word & It STiXX

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