A grim feeling, an existential emptiness that tears apart the most fun hearts, but which in the sad march does not renounce being who you are, even in a moment of solitude.
Being alone is something you just need to learn to drive, when you have no choice, or plausible alternatives, all you want to do is snuggle up in your corner and turn aside and sleep with the fragility of a child, but with the awareness that makes us adults.
- In doing so.
- We stayed here.
- Reflecting on counting the aligned sheep jumping the imaginary fence.
- But soon it ends with all our lack of patience to allow them to perform their peaceful dance.
You know? Like you, I felt this: sad, dejected, alone?
And trust me, they still haven’t found a magic formula to get us out unscathed. Yes, when it becomes a disease, are there remedies for the problem, at great cost, to correct and eliminate at home from our lives?
But we don’t need it. We must look at ourselves and realize that everything in life happens. The reasons for feeling abandoned are endless, but we cannot give up. The outside world needs us.
The world wisely tells us that he needs our soul and calms down every time a friend is sad, every time the husband shuts up and locks himself in his private universe, or vice versa, every time the children cry for no apparent reason, every time the world screams that he is hungry.
Hunger in the world is the lack of empathetic people, people aware of the needs of others.
But I come here to talk about how much we sin in our family life, that is how much we let ourselves be desired, many times, when we resort to our selfishness.
How many times are we involved in unnecessary fights, how many times do we sin with each other without realizing that we can often make mistakes in our behavior.
I don’t mean we’re unbalanced manifestations of indisputable mistakes, I know mistakes can happen perfectly and can happen quite often, but are you still right?
Is he mostly covered in reason, making the other always at the mercy of daily experimentation?
Of course, we often make mistakes, but it’s really hard to know when and how we make mistakes. I know things often don’t work out for you, that things are often hard to swallow. But keep in mind that you don’t. I don’t have to carry the bitterness of others, whatever they are.
Look for a way out, there’s always one. Look for your friends, the ones you’ve abandoned in the past, naively thinking you’d never need them, when at other times you were happy and that was enough for you.
What nonsense, a lot of times we need people
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