Feeling of Disappointment

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Disappointments are the sad reality of living as imperfect beings, in an imperfect world. Hopes are destroyed, dreams are crushed and hearts are broken. We take pride in our ability to learn and perform. But things don’t always work out the way we want them to. It can be really dangerous, especially if we present those disappointments to ourselves as evidence of why we’re not good enough.

I remember when I was in my teens, I felt disappointment almost on a daily basis. I had a harder time coping with it then. With disappointment comes pity, the feeling of not being worthy of anyone’s time. I avoided people because I believed they were disappointed in me just as much as I was disappointed in myself.

I felt disappointed for not being brave enough to raise my hand in class. I felt disappointed for getting a B when all my friends got A’s. And especially when i want to make my parents happy for my scores but wasn't able to get good marks though I study hard. They seem easy now but I guess for an ordinary teenager they were matters of life and death.

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The one my biggest disappointment which I faced was when I first knew that my brother had met with a serious car accident. Tears welled in my eyes. I cried my heart loud. I loved him more than anything in the world. His voice and his face was coming in front of my eyes again and again. He was in coma for many days. He cannot move his body as he was very critical, so he was now on complete bed rest and I had to take care of the house. I had become more responsible and tried my best but it felt like and extra burden on my shoulders. Everyday i had to nurse my brother, help my mother with the household chores. My studies were affected as i was missing college due to the situation at home. Still i never complained and did my work with sincerity and loyalty to my brother. As time passed by he was gradually recovering and by the time he had fully recovered, all my troubles were over. I thanked god that my brother was saved from this horrific situation and that he was living a healthy life now.

Through all this the outcome was that I learnt to have faith, to be present and and to stick with things that really matters. Life is the best teacher. When I was experiencing all these thing, I realised that it can help to make me feel more grateful for the things that I already have. It helps me to become the best version of myself and to understand and appreciate the things that I already have in my life. The people who have my back, and the fact that i can overcome anything.

This is my personal response to @galenkp's deep-thought weekend.

Disclaimer:- All the texts and photos are my own, unless otherwise stated.

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The story about your brother is so touching