Diligent Challenges

During the course of one’s life one meeting all diverse individuals throughout time. It’s a known fact that each party one has met, has had a different version of the other in their mind. A particular version that could be either positive or negative, depending on the relation of the situated instances between parties. Sometimes it’s incredibly difficult for some individuals to see past the grizzled version, because they do not have the ability to obtain the modernized version that lies in the present. So when life brings the newer foe and/or foes into one’s realm. Sometimes this could open doors to a much larger, hastier perseverance of the forgotten foe.

Rather one’s in the grocery store, at the bar, crossing the street, or even scrolling through social media. The forgotten foe had, had absolutely no access to the party. With soon coming too much acknowledgement that sometimes solely we as the party in which is the other, sometimes live in the prettiest glass houses. While residing here individuals are given choices, trials, and test every day to allow one to have the ability to overcome the person one was the day prior. Challenging themselves to overcome the challenges of yesterday. Being that as it may when meeting parties of friendship or significance. Sometimes the higher power tries to throw testers to see how well one can and will handle them.

Depending on the humbled gratitute of the party will depend on the outcome of the new relation and/or relations. No matter the test, but more importantly no matter how emotionally suspenseful it is. It’s precise that one must always remain the strongest, by not letting their character. Become uncomfortable with the forgotten foes choice of words. Selfishly not allowing one to downgrade, the other’s growing process. Firmly acknowledgingly the situation at hand and realizing the soft whispers in one’s mind; “Well, shit happens!” That certain version, one is discussing loudly about is just a tall tale. Feeding it not an ounce bit of energy, light, or even a full acknowledgement towards it. Taking those negativities with a grain of salt. Without a reaction their story in which they’re telling sounds imaginary. Imaginary because the party that the forgotten foe speaks loudly about no longer resides here.

It’s without debate that the past versions of ourselves will forever haunt us in some way or another. But what is incredibly awesome is the fact that who one was then, doesn’t define who one is now. If anything without experiencing the good, the bad, or even the ugly. One would never have formed one to overcome into their true beauty. While living in a glass house, one should not throw stones, for they will bounce back. Sooner or later those exact stones will shatter the forgotten foe into realizing that their growth still needs work. That before one throws another stone they will acknowledge their version first.
By:k.L♡