𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐬

Oblivious why these twenties are full of so much insecurities , confusions and stress. Knowing it that no matter what life is going to always offer you hard to digest difficulties on your path still we shiver in learning how to pass over them. We have means but we want validation of the ends , we no longer posses that childlike curiosity which was far more interested in knowing than in becoming suave.

Amidst all insecurities we need someone to say this

“We all spend our twenties and 
thirties trying so hard
 to be perfect,
because we’re so worried 
about what people 
will think of us. 
Then we get into
our forties and fifties,
 and we finally start
 to be free, because 
we decide that we
don’t give a damn 
what anyone thinks of us. 

But you won’t be 
completely free
until you reach your 
sixties and seventies,
 when you finally realize
 this liberating
truth—
nobody was ever thinking about you, anyhow.”

They aren’t. They weren’t. They never were.
People are mostly just thinking about themselves. People don’t have time to
worry about what you’re doing, or how well you’re doing it, because they’re all
caught up in their own dramas. People’s attention may be drawn to you for a
moment (if you succeed or fail spectacularly and publicly, for instance), but that
attention will soon enough revert right back to where it’s always been—on
themselves. While it may seem lonely and horrible at first to imagine that you
aren’t anyone else’s first order of business, there is also a great release to be
found in this idea. You are free, because everyone is too busy fussing over
themselves to worry all that much about you.
Go be whomever you want to be, then.
Do whatever you want to do.
Pursue whatever fascinates you and brings you to life.
Create whatever you want to create—and let it be stupendously imperfect,
because it’s exceedingly likely that nobody will even notice.

And that’s awesome.!!!