Change. Betwixt & Between

Snapped during my jogging sessions

I used to be afraid of changes, a couple of years I used to tell some of my friends how much I loathe changes. Change can alter a friendship with a true friend, it fades away the trust and faith, and it’s a challenge that no one will ever triumph over because not everyone is as adaptive as an amphibian, which is able to live both on land and water. 

Humans are vulnerable, well I am vulnerable; hence I hate changes. I like how things are at the past's present time when I monotonously utter to myself on this dislike feeling towards changes. You tend to worry about loosing those whom you hold onto due to changes because you are always doubting and hesitating about the outcome in the future. Your steps gyrate non-stop statically agonizing that you are bound to fail, as life gets harder as the years passed. You kept on pondering on how are you going to settle down without the handful of friends that you grabbed on so tightly at the present moment. I can think of all the reasons why I hate changes in the past, if you're like me... a total pessimist. 

Betwixt and between, changes are actually both good and bad. I didn't realize it until these recent months. You might be loosing some friends along the way as everyone takes their path separately; but at the same time you may end up with better friends, true friends. Or if you're lucky, a miracle might even occur and you'll earn back a friend who you lost to due to your immaturity. It changes one's personality whether you realized it or not, some for the better though not all. 

Change obliged you to ditch the tenacious immature adolescence within you and forces you and telling you that it’s time to grow up. You can’t be too selfish and expect everyone to be by your side, you can’t afford to be self-centered and expect people to treat you the way you treat them. You mustn’t be too fragile to face obstacles and failures as you grow up. 

Change, I like changes. I just need some time to figure how things work.