The war is over
Ok, I have to start all over again because two hours ago I had a perfect post, ready to publish and then God knows what happened and it got deleted.
I was writing about how people are used to making enemies and what are the reasons for it. From my experience I know that is all about ignorance.
I remember when I was, let's say 10 years old. I had a good life. Sure we were not rich, I was raised in a two block complex in a big city. People were living in boxes, so we knew almost everything about everyone. But that used to be a rule for adult people. Suddenly I realized that kids are gettung involved into it. They started to repeat what they probably heard from their parents at home. So one time I go to school and I hear out of the blue things like "What, you're think you're better because your sister went abroad?". Everything changed. I was just a naive little girl who wanted to play Barbie dolls with her girlfriends while listening to the Spice Girls. It turned out that because of some stupid rumours kids started to move away from me.
Mentally, I grew up really fast. I was raised among adult people and though I didn't understand all of the problems in my family, I was still asking questions, thinking about it and writing aout it in my first diaries. Why my grandparents refused to come to my sisters wedding, why I never had any contact with my aunties, why my grandma didn't recognize my voice when I called her during Christmas time but she was always perfectly familiar with the voice of my cousin and why the hell nobody informed us when my other lovely grandma died?
I had my own world. I could sit in my room for hours and do things which I loved. I was watching old movies on TCM, using tons of paper to paint sunflowers like Van Gogh did, I was writing and illustrasting my journals, I could read books or Sailor Moon comic books for hours, or just sit and think.
Real friends I met a bit later, but the one who remained- they are truly great and I love them.
So what do we have left from all that hatred? Nothing. We are all grown ups now, we study, work, some of my friends have already a family. Sure, there are also people who stayed with their parents and hope not to ever finish university because they know, that after that the real life starts. And that life is full of bills, taxes, contracts, heavy responsibilities and hard decisions.
So why don't we learn a lesson from that and simply shut up? Why do you care so much about other people? Just let it go! Be yourself, you're unique, special, one of a kind. You don't need anybody to tell you that, don't wait for that because even if you find the perfect person, maybe you're not going to hear that anyway. So what? Tell it to yourself: I'm great, there is no other person like me in this whole big world. If you don't do that, you will wake up one day at the age of 60 and you'll cry that you wasted your youth on being paranoid about others,
ANYWAY. Mouse is still in the kitchen. Last time I watched her slowly going from one corner of the kitchen to another. Ugly thing, traps didn't work, I think we'll have to poison her.
One of the nicest thing happened to me last week. Someone at work told me, that my last post was great, and that I should follow that talent and make something out of it. You people cannot believe how much energy it gives me. I always tell you to leave a comment (and stop whining that you can't do it on blogspot, because you can also write something under the link on Fbook or send me a message), I like to get a feedback from what I write because I treat it seriously, so if you read it don't even think about just going back to facebook and scrolling down. No. Tell me what you think, even if it's not nice.
Oh yeah, if we're talking about that. Really, honesty is the best cure for everything, it's a medicine for all your trouble. I've been having some bad thoughts last weeks, but.. It's fixed. By admitting some facts, by facing the truth. And now I'm successfully recovering.
And at the end I would like to add: give youreslf small pleasures from time to time. Last Friday I went to the hairdresser. I didn't go for 5 months or something. I was..in heaven! They had chairs with a massage, then you get hands of hairdresser on your head and he's also doing a massage there, and the smell of the shampoo, and chilling music.. Ahhhh. Now I want to go again!
Many many thanks to everyone who drops here by! Have yourself a lovely Monday evening!
xxx
I was writing about how people are used to making enemies and what are the reasons for it. From my experience I know that is all about ignorance.
I remember when I was, let's say 10 years old. I had a good life. Sure we were not rich, I was raised in a two block complex in a big city. People were living in boxes, so we knew almost everything about everyone. But that used to be a rule for adult people. Suddenly I realized that kids are gettung involved into it. They started to repeat what they probably heard from their parents at home. So one time I go to school and I hear out of the blue things like "What, you're think you're better because your sister went abroad?". Everything changed. I was just a naive little girl who wanted to play Barbie dolls with her girlfriends while listening to the Spice Girls. It turned out that because of some stupid rumours kids started to move away from me.
Mentally, I grew up really fast. I was raised among adult people and though I didn't understand all of the problems in my family, I was still asking questions, thinking about it and writing aout it in my first diaries. Why my grandparents refused to come to my sisters wedding, why I never had any contact with my aunties, why my grandma didn't recognize my voice when I called her during Christmas time but she was always perfectly familiar with the voice of my cousin and why the hell nobody informed us when my other lovely grandma died?
I had my own world. I could sit in my room for hours and do things which I loved. I was watching old movies on TCM, using tons of paper to paint sunflowers like Van Gogh did, I was writing and illustrasting my journals, I could read books or Sailor Moon comic books for hours, or just sit and think.
Real friends I met a bit later, but the one who remained- they are truly great and I love them.
So what do we have left from all that hatred? Nothing. We are all grown ups now, we study, work, some of my friends have already a family. Sure, there are also people who stayed with their parents and hope not to ever finish university because they know, that after that the real life starts. And that life is full of bills, taxes, contracts, heavy responsibilities and hard decisions.
So why don't we learn a lesson from that and simply shut up? Why do you care so much about other people? Just let it go! Be yourself, you're unique, special, one of a kind. You don't need anybody to tell you that, don't wait for that because even if you find the perfect person, maybe you're not going to hear that anyway. So what? Tell it to yourself: I'm great, there is no other person like me in this whole big world. If you don't do that, you will wake up one day at the age of 60 and you'll cry that you wasted your youth on being paranoid about others,
ANYWAY. Mouse is still in the kitchen. Last time I watched her slowly going from one corner of the kitchen to another. Ugly thing, traps didn't work, I think we'll have to poison her.
One of the nicest thing happened to me last week. Someone at work told me, that my last post was great, and that I should follow that talent and make something out of it. You people cannot believe how much energy it gives me. I always tell you to leave a comment (and stop whining that you can't do it on blogspot, because you can also write something under the link on Fbook or send me a message), I like to get a feedback from what I write because I treat it seriously, so if you read it don't even think about just going back to facebook and scrolling down. No. Tell me what you think, even if it's not nice.
Oh yeah, if we're talking about that. Really, honesty is the best cure for everything, it's a medicine for all your trouble. I've been having some bad thoughts last weeks, but.. It's fixed. By admitting some facts, by facing the truth. And now I'm successfully recovering.
And at the end I would like to add: give youreslf small pleasures from time to time. Last Friday I went to the hairdresser. I didn't go for 5 months or something. I was..in heaven! They had chairs with a massage, then you get hands of hairdresser on your head and he's also doing a massage there, and the smell of the shampoo, and chilling music.. Ahhhh. Now I want to go again!
Many many thanks to everyone who drops here by! Have yourself a lovely Monday evening!
xxx
Maybe you should let the mouse live. Might be a good friend for Nancy ;)
ReplyDeletePs. Love your post!