It’s only a fantasy

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It’s only a fantasy

It’s only a fantasy

To think things are easy

But people make things hard

It’s only a fantasy to think things will get better

You should not plan a thing

It’s only a fantasy to dream

Your day is spoilt when things don’t go your way

It’s only a fantasy, but you keep going anyway

Not every day is bad

It’s not a fantasy when your dreams do come reality

Repost: Listening to the voices in my head

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Reposting about photogenic.

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Can’t Stand Me

When I read the daily post subject of today I thought it was about what you dislike about yourself. But when I saw it’s about what’s worse, hearing your own voice or seeing yourself on video, it’s almost right.
I would say my voice. It’s OK when I talk and record my voice but when I hear it in something else, then it’s horrible. I heard my voice on the radio once when I won a competition and I sounded like my mother. That’s the least thing you want to sound like. When I answered a phone, the person on the other end thought I was her. It was not the sound of her voice, the problem was I sounded like her. Like twins. I wanted a voice of my own. Sometimes I hate my voice. I can barely listen to myself when I’m at my worse.

It’s not that unbearable when it comes to seeing myself on video. I was on TV once and I wasn’t as horrified as when I see myself on photos. That’s even worse. That’s a reason I don’t post selfies and photos where you can see me. I prefer being behind the camera. I’m just not that photogenic. When I see myself in photos as an adult, the voice in my head says, ugly. It was different when I was a kid. I was cute then. I don’t know what happened. Adding a photo of myself to a CV terrifies me. I avoid every single photo of me as much as I can. I rather let people see me in real life than in photos or videos.

Facing the biggest challenge yet

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What is the biggest challenge you will face in the next six months?

Daily Writing Prompt

I’ve thought the biggest challenge I have in my life is finding a job. But then life turns it around, and then you realise it isn’t. I don’t know if the challenge will take 6 months, though. I hope it will be quicker. Since my dad died, I had to think things through. I thought my dad would still be around, but that wasn’t his faith. I’ve decided to live in my dad’s place, or it was my childhood home. I already own part of it. The challenge is how and when I will get my flat sold. The selling is not the problem; it’s the cleaning of the place. My place is more manageable to empty because I don’t have many things. Or so I thought. I might not have much furniture, but it’s all the other stuff. Maybe I should get two more pairs of hands to help me, but it’s embarrassing (the state the flat is in), and I don’t want people to touch my stuff. So now I have two flats, but I can’t afford both. The sooner I get my flat in order, the better. That’s the biggest challenge I must face. The other is the job thing because I need to get money somewhere. But I hope none will take six months because that’s too long.

You must take one step at a time, and things will eventually be solved. If you put up your hands and surrender, things won’t change. If you rush things, it will only become a mess, and then you get stressed. Life is full of different challenges, and you learn from them. It also makes a person stronger, and you learn how to handle the pressure of life.