As a child, there was a phrase that I repeated to myself, which is part of me as if it were engraved in stone: “He who fights always receives what he deserves. “But this world has taught me that those who fight can crash into a wall and collapse can break their bones into several pieces.
When we are children, we dream of being older, growing up so that we can be heard more in the world and do great things, because you will make a difference. And at that time, it was not an exercise in narcissism, but a belief fruit of innocence that only innocence can comprehend.
- It’s easy to be happy when everything goes well.
- When you can breathe the tranquility that only the eyes of a naive child see in a world full of people who claim to lead a movie life.
- When it’s badly seen complaining and complaining.
- To be human when the dictatorship of happiness flooded our lives.
What you thought becomes an absurd belief in a just world, an irrational idea that dominated your life and is now a rope that holds your chest, a rope that sometimes won’t let you breathe.
You grow up and you don’t even know who you are because the possibilities have become impossible, because what you dreamed as a child seems distant and is no longer at hand, you grow up and you see that effort involves suffering that is often not rewarded.
You grow up and regret denying yourself things that you don’t even understand but that hurt you deeply in your soul, because sometimes the words we say to us are deaf cries that chain us to the guilt that dwells in our own souls for having done so. We lost our innocence.
You grow up and discover that magic does not exist, that reason wants to dominate in a world where inconsistency feeds the ego of those who have the poisonous gift of an easier life, without even having to fight.
And then you feel that you are a disappointment to you and to those who love you, you feel so naive in the past and you leave in the present, to let yourself be carried away by this rope that bound you to the world, the only one. that you built as a child and that seemed perfect.
He decides not to seek out those responsible for the past to accept his own responsibility for the future, he decides that when he is blind to look at the sun of injustice, he will most likely not find the path that leads to the shadow that shelters him as you seek your place in the world.
You decide that you will rise like a phoenix, resurgence from the ashes and fly with your head above the sea of indecision in which you plunged when you lost your innocence, when she ceased to be a child who read stories to become the protagonist of her story itself.
Then you decide to take the helm of your ship even against the current, even if the waves of others splash with the censors that reflect their own frustrations, because you have learned that you are invincible if you really fight for what. you want to.
And even if somewhere the clock keeps dialing unfavorably because it hasn’t found its place in the world yet, you know that everything worthwhile in this life is always hard to find and much harder to come by.
What’s more, you know how to answer an important question: Is life bad?Yes, but now I learned and now I play with advantage, the advantage of those who fight, dream and persist, those who do not give up, those who really. They live with passion every uncertain step they take, those who continue even in fear. Because life is this, that’s all.