You are the strongest foundation of your life. No one and nothing else. It’s not gonna be your partner, your mom, dad, friends, neither your fur baby! It’s you, honey. And by the time you pull yourself together you realize this truth. You know you should’ve taken care of yourself first and most.
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7. You choose maturity in any aspect.
When things seem to get wrong, you don’t blame anybody. You think deeply first. You empathize with people before you judge them. You weigh contradicting issues. You opt for a logical, rather than a subjective discretion. When you see your friends post pictures of their hang-out without you, you don’t feel bad.
When they don’t text you back quickly or never at all, you don’t sulk. When your boss still expresses disappointment over your hard work, you just let it pass and move forward. You just finally learned how to not give a fuck on things that don’t really deserve it.
8. Your faith becomes stronger.
When you witness that you can recover from a plight, you realize that someone up there is really there to help. You may not be a godly person or even believe in spirituality, but pulling yourself together can convince you that you couldn’t do it all by yourself. You knew that there is someone who toughened you up.
9. You raise your standards for selecting people who can enter your life.
You don’t want another wrong person tear your life apart again, do you? This sounds condescending but you are wiser now. You cannot tolerate hideous and destructive people anymore. You will keep yourself guarded, even if it means being alone. Because you prefer independence over desperation.
10. The world becomes more wonderful.
Cheesy as it sounds but getting up from a fight against an ordeal makes you appreciate life because you have become new. You are ready to taste the sweetest things after going through a bitter experience. You celebrate triumph over giving up. The world felicitates you for choosing to get up and pull your shit together instead of closing your eyes and miss out every beautiful thing it still has to offer.
Written by Karla Crisostomo
Originally appeared on Thought Catalog
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