So, not to long ago, about 08:49 30/04/2012 to be precise, i was hit over the fingers for not writing my one stuff. Some times one get to a point where there is nothing to write about, they call it writers block. But, due to this persone attacking me for not doing so, well, here it is. Something of my own.
I was taught as a child that pride was a bad thing. Well, we all know that too much pride can cause us to be full of ourselves, self centered and have a know it all attitude, among other negative qualities.
I wasn’t taught as a child that pride can be a very good thing. I know now that we all need to have a decent amount of pride in order to have a decent amount of self esteem. Attaining the pride in ourselves in order to establish a decent amount of self esteem is sometimes difficult to do as an adult……. if it wasn’t instilled in us as we were growing up.
It has been my experience the past few years to discover that trying new things, accomplishing feats….no matter how small they may seem to others, and succeeding in our efforts, can help us to increase our pride in ourselves and our self esteem.
One of the things that I have been doing for approximately four years now is learning the computer, networking, building websites and blogs as well as posting on forums. I feel good about my accomplishments to date and I believe the success I’ve had thus far will only fuel the fire for me to learn and do more. These activities have helped me with my own self esteem.
Another kind of pride I have developed in the past four years is a huge sense of pride for my brother, Stefan. His constant struggles with depression/anxiety might have caused him to give up and withdraw totally from everyone. Instead, he has fought the battle ferociously and is coming out on top. Of course, he has days when he mostly keeps to himself, but he also has many wonderful days when he enjoys his time and I enjoy the time I get to spend with him.
I Have learnt many years ago that writing is a wonderful aid in overcoming our problems. It really helps to express our feelings. My brother, Stefan, joined me in this venture of blogging and I am so proud of his continuing and increasing ability to express himself. He is so in touch with his feelings and has so much to offer others who suffer with depression. He has certainly helped me with mine.
Did I mention how proud I am of him?