when i was a little girl, my mother used to plug up the kitchen sink, fill it with water, float random kitchen knick-knacks in it, and let me play. obviously this was a little game to keep me entertained for 20 minutes or so, but to me, i loved pushing the objects down and watching them float back up for air. each object had it's own survival strategy. though i used all my might to keep the object at the bottom of the sink, it would never stay put.
everyone has those moments in life when nothing they do seems to be right. in those moments, it seems that whatever we do or whatever we try, it's wrong. but the thing is... i think it may just all be in our head. if we let insecurities unknowingly consume us, how are we to prevent others from the assuming idiotic outbreaks of craziness? we are who we are; no one can teach us how to be ourselves, we just live according to our own feelings. it is how we are able to process things because when it comes down to the nitty-gritty of life, we really only have ourselves to rely on; to trust in. we all assume our roles in the world whether they be sister, daughter, son, girlfriend, husband, or friend. we play those roles the way we believe we should and there is no right or wrong way to do it. so when we think we are making those mistakes, we have to remind ourselves that we are just doing what is natural to us and just because what we do does not match the stereotypical approach, it is not the end of the world.
we are like those objects in the kitchen sink floating up for air; we are doing what is necessary to protect ourselves from drowning. it is innate and there is nothing we can do to change that unless we turn our backs on our own individuality. no matter how strong the force to drown may be, we have to fight back and stay true to our nature; we have to swim for air.
