Nisshaa's Life

Beauty of being oneself brings so much joy. If you are following me, then you will be aware of my body condition. I have dystonia and epilepsy, which is exhausting to handle both. You can tell that I'm in pain by the way my body arches toward my back. I wanted to write something today.  My dystonia really can destroy my day but I choose to be happy about it. If my dystonia goes crazy, I'm going to be even crazier.   Throughout the learning process of my journey, I learned one of the most important things in my life. Being in a happy state of mind despite my condition. My condition can be really bad but I choose to be happy with it. Why not right? And the joy I have accepting for who I'm.  We have been working for our daily survival and we forget to be happy with what we have. That creates so much misery within ourselves. We lose ourselves running after money, fame, status and so many other things. Let's breathe. Be grateful for this life, this body you ha...

I was reading and there's a line "it made us to be more grateful for all that we had". It just hit me. Yes, I'm grateful for all I have.  My family that prays for the well being of myself, my health, literally everything. Maybe it's easy to forget the things they did for our well being. Maybe we did forget. We forget the love shown in every way possible. Mother's food to survive for more than decades. Dad's protection over bad vibes.  Then there's our friends. Selflessly loved us for who we are. Without any expectations from us. Isn't it enough? Or are we expecting something more?  A body that functions well without conscious effort to pump the blood, to send direction or to breathe. Mentally and physically strong; body and mind.  And we have nature to feel loved by earth. I think there's nothing more beautiful than nature. The beach, forest, sunrise, sunset, rain, river, literally nature itself. Such a delight and blessings to witn...

Birthdays.  The day we are born. We get older and wiser each year. What's so special about this day? It's just another day. But here is where everything about you reveals. Should I start? How was it for me?  Since childhood I was never really interested in birthdays because I don't have friends to celebrate with me. I didn't mean to start my writing with a sad story. Just read along. It is supposed to be exciting, fun and happy. But I had this question with myself, why do we celebrate birthdays? Why is it important? What's in it? Since childhood I have had one wish that is to be healthy. And my wish never happened. Each year I'm inside the same body with the same illness. And my health just gets worse each year. So what's the point of wishing on my birthday?  Until I was twenty three years old, I was fighting to accept myself. I didn't like myself or whatever I'm thinking. I wanted to be ordinary. I wanted to be normal. I wanted to think ordinary. Bu...