This quote was all a person wrote on his about me section on a social networking site.
I was amused San: then why post such a quote?, and hence I put it up on my blog.
Was this person telling himself everything will be alright and he can get a hold of his life.Was he indulging in self pity.Was he keen to get the sympathy.Will I ever be able to empathise with a person who can only tell me that he has hit rock bottom.
LazyLeo: may be you haven’t reached rock bottom coz you’re already drifting upward? 🙂
Matter of perception, we all have blips, but that doesn’t mean we are defeated.Defeat is a mental condition not a physical one.Who knows some times what looks like the worst thing to happen to you, might actually be a boon.Feel free to call it a defence mechanism.In the end each to his own.
Greensatya: So if there is a mess, make it more messy till it can’t be messed anymore. When something is at top, the only way further is to come down 😛
So should I actually be self destructive so I can ensure success?
Arz000n:true no one wants to be at the rocky bottom anyway 😛
I agree no one wants to be at rock bottom.I also believe that some times life does get really tough.But then that is the challenge right.Why put up your arms.I think the biggest loser is the one who feels defeated not the one who is still fighting.
Rohit: Oh you haven’t? So, you wanna? :O 😛
Like I said, it is a matter of perception.I don’t think I have.Then again, I have my own measures of success. Some body with a different measure might find my life a total waste of carbon on balance.Who is to tell? Who is to know. No I don’t think I want to ever get to the point where I don’t have a plan B. As long as there is plan B, I think I can walk with my head high.
Nick:I have always wondered about that quote. How does one know its “rock” bottom? What if the “bottom” is made of quicksand? I remember what Ian Farina wrote: “I’ve been down so long it seems like up to me.
Exactly my thought.When does one know they have hit rock bottom.What defines rock bottom.Does one ever feel so helpless.Does there actually come a point in life when you think you can no longer keep going.Isn’t that giving up? Do we ever give up? Do we have that liberty?Don’t we constantly struggle, don’t we constantly fight?