It’s Friday night, you dress beautiful, powerful, you put on a new shoe and you put on your imported perfume, you feel wonderful, you go in search of the happiness of love. Jump from bar to bar, go disco, end the night eating a sandwich of something, look at each other suddenly in the mirror on the wall (and I don’t understand why night bars have a mirror on the wall, but it’s okay), then you look and feel the worst loneliness, you, without glamour, with mayonnaise in the corner of your mouth alone in the crowd.
So, one day, you decide to walk and do “buchinha”? With purple hair, tracksuit pants 1900 and there’s a cap, sweaty, tousled, makeup-free and back, goes to the supermarket and?Cheram ?: in the frozen, you drop something to the ground and it looks cute and affectionate offering help in your disasters, you exchange glances and phones, after 6 months you are married and ready!Last point, happiness exists!
- What happens when you’re distracted.
- What happens when you’re so connected to yourself that you don’t mind going for a walk and the market in a wet.
- Relaxed and beautiful way?Turns out life flows.
- When we connect with our souls.
- Life is simply shown.
- Because it happens all the time.
- But we are too attached to a small and mediocre world to believe that self-esteem is just well-groomed hair.
- A well-cured body and fresh clothes.
- Self-esteem is that love that is lost in you.
Love, like happiness, is present all the time, loneliness and loneliness are different sensations, even if they do not seem to be, loneliness can happen in many ways and the worst of them is loneliness for two, which is with which you share someone who lives next to you and who seems not to be there. Loneliness is your time to think, to be fair to you, to raise your head.
Seeking love on lonely nights may not be a good idea because, like lack, loneliness sometimes has a bright sign flashing on your forehead.
And speaking of finding a good and great love for our lives, a subject that never stops, there are so many paradigms and false beliefs that we end up running around without knowing where to go. Some examples: If you look at the water, it will never boil x No one will knock on your door; If they don’t like each other, no one will love them x Good man is so hard to find that you have to pick him up when you show up. These contradictions afflict our souls, because we don’t know how to act.
To understand self-love can be as difficult as loving another person, to love oneself is to know that no one’s happiness is expected, is to understand that the opinion of others is no more important than one’s convictions of oneself. , it is to know that one can be purple buchinha, sweaty, all together and always beautiful in another way, I usually say that the simple is not the easiest and, therefore, self-love is so complicated to understand, process and love myself, untethered, without stories, unprecedented is much more complicated than directing that love to someone who can do it for me.
Why is it so hard? I think we end up detaching that love, when we were born we came to the planet full of love and growing up certain lifestyles are imposed, either by our parents or by school, by family, by friends, by family of friends, in short, labels of how this should end up defining our posture and, therefore, we gradually lose ourselves, we adapt our identity to the norms , and the love we are is forgotten.
If you have come this far, you probably have this difficulty recognizing the love you are, and the good thing is that you arrived on time. How to practice self-love? Start small, take one step at a time. Don’t judge yourself, cover yourself up, or abuse yourself. Begin to observe how you handle your friends and their problems and how you handle yourself. Notice the differences in speech, in attitude, in action. Get in the habit of treating yourself better by thinking of yourself first. There is no selfishness to love yourself.
Love doesn’t really choose an hour to get there, it can happen to the ice cream section of the supermarket, but if you’re distracted from yourself, if you’re oblivious to your own life, it can happen and not even then, before you look out, start looking inward and you’ll meet the wonderful person who inhabits your being , so the rest of the world, not in a pejorative sense, but the rest of the world will be a consequence of your life Open the doors of love for your life!
He had the cutest smile, her mouth highlighted her teeth and it looked like a perfect drawing, everything was in order, at least for her, she thought it was her ‘shoe in the window’, the one we looked at and thought, ‘Oh my God, it has to be, it must be my number. ‘So, what’s going on? That’s what Anne thought, huh, it must have been for her, it had to be her number.
He saw him walk down the street, like everyone else, but not for Anne, for Anne, it was kind of from the other planet, in the best sense of the word.
And every day she’d wait in the local cafeteria, sit at the outside table, open her magazine, order a coffee, and like she’s in a bistro, because Ana was a fancy girl, kind of like that story that money doesn’t buy class, you know?So Anne had no money, but she is a girl for who was born, speaks very well, behaves like a woman, is a rich and poor girl.
Sitting down, having her coffee, she was waiting for him, he was passing by and his walk was enough to brighten Anne’s day, she lacked courage, Anne was shaking and could never go and talk to him.
Until the day he decided he would talk to him, then he came and Anne with all his courage set out to approach him, but he came and this time he was not alone, he was accompanied. And as someone who receives a silent stab wound to the Chest, Anne sat down, returned to her coffee and magazine, and was content to see her smile disappear accompanied by an eighty-foot-long black mane.
Anne, who never felt alone, that day felt the pain of love, the sadness of loving and not being noticed, the pain that corrodes, that she squeezes, a pain she had never felt, she wanted to undress, take her heart with her On the other hand, do something that makes the pain go away, because no medicine would solve this problem.
But God sent a remedy, and sat another day in his bitter coffee, another him?She arrived, asked to sit down and said she was still looking at her in the cafeteria and invited her to lunch. No, it wasn’t his number, at least he didn’t mean it.
But life always plays these roles in us, and when we least expect it, we come across a shoe that goes well, like a perfect fit on the foot, that shoe that hides in the window inside and you don’t look at it because you put it on your head that serves only the one you saw, but with the help of the seller , you find this hidden shoe and you see it’s your number.
So you know that first shoe that made your heart beat, they dried your mouth and left you on another foot?!It wasn’t yours. Ana’s careful, she’s improved with her. This one’s hidden, it looks like it was made for you. Your eyes are sweeter than I’ve ever seen. It was my shoe in the window, but it was better on his foot.