DA LI IMAŠ VREMENA DA MISLIŠ NA SEBE? / DO YOU HAVE TIME TO THINK ABOUT YOURSELF?

Bila jednom jedna devojka. Lepa devojka. Imala je par drugarica. Volela je da se druži.  Volela je da čita. Volela je da piše. Bila je dobar đak. Imala je sve mogućnosti da postane uspešna u bilo kom poslu kad poraste. Ali, kako uvek postoji ali u svakoj priči, ona se stalno trudila da je svi prihvate. Nije mogla da podnese, niti razume zašto se nekome ne dopada.
Prolazile su godine a ona je radila sve što je mogla kako bi sa svima bila u odličnim odnosima. Ljudi su je oblikovali po sebi. Sve što je pokušala da bude nestalo je. A ona je postala dobra senka. Veze koje je imala su se završavale jer je mnogo davala a oni su uvek očekivali još više.
Nakon jedne veze izgubila je sebe. Nije mogla da izdrži pritisak svih koji su uvek očekivali nijansu više. Digla je ruku na sebe. Imala je malo više od 20. Na sreću uspeli su da je spasu. Srećom većina onih kojima je davala sve nisu bili tu za nju. I tada je shvatila. TOLIKO JE MISLILA NA DRUGE DA NIJE I MALA VREMENA DA MISLI NA SEBE.

Ne prođe ni jedan jedini dan da zbog nekoga ne odustaneš od nečega. Isprogramirani smo da većinu stvari u toku dana radimo  (ili ne radimo) u odnosu na mišljenje ljudi oko nas.

Ne pevušiš jer to nije ozbiljno.
Ne slikaš jer od toga nemaš materijalnu zaradu.
Nisi bio da posetiš neko mesto jer drugi smatraju da sada nije vreme.
Misliš da nije u redu da sebi priuštiš nešto jer imaš dete.
Uvek si svima na usluzi.
Puštaš druge da ti oblikuju dan.

Slobodno dopuni u sebi šta još ne radiš ili radiš zato što drugi to (ne)očekuju. ..

Zašto? Ne sećaš se one stare: „Svijetu se ne može ugoditi“?

Šta ako, samo MOŽDA, u tebi postoji nešto što te izdvaja iz gomile? Neka ideja koja tinja već godinama. Ideja ili želja na koju ste zabavili. Što je se ne prisetiš? Što ne kreneš ka njoj? Bar korak?

Zašto misliš da se sebično misliti na sebe? Zar svim tim ljudima okolo ne bi bio korisniji srećniji? Da li uopšte smeš da budeš srećniji?

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Once upon a time, there was one little pretty girl. She had few friends. She loved to hag out with them. She loved to read. She loved to write poetry. She was good student. She had a great chances to become great, big person. But, you guess there is always at least one BUT. All the time she was trying to be accepted. She couldn’t to understand why she is not good to everyone. Why everyone can’t see how great she is? She spent years trying to make everybody happy. People make her on their own way. Everything she tried to become once, now was gone. She become good shadow. Her relationships ended because she gave a lot and they wanted more. AFTER THE LAST ONE SHE LOT HERSELF She couldn’t handle with the fact that people want just one shade more. Then she tried to kill herself. She was in 20. Luckily she survived. They saved her. Lucky the most of the people who she tried to impress was not there for her. And then she realise : SHE WAS THINKING SO MUCH ABOUT THE OTHER PEOPLE THAT SHE FORGOT TO THINK ABOUT HERSELF.

Can one day pass without giving up on something because of people around you? We’re programmed to do (not doing) things when we analyse others people opinion.

You’re not singing cause it’s not serious.
You’re not painting cause you don’t have material income.
You’re not visited that place because someone told you it’s not the time jet.
You think it’s not ok to treat yourself with something because you have a child.
You’re on service to others, all the time.
You’re giving others freedom to create your day.

Tell me, tell yourself what are you doing (not) because of others….

Why? Can’t you remember the old one : „YOU CAN’T MAKE EVERYTHING HAPPY“

What if, just maybe, there is something inside of you that will bring you up from the crowd? Some idea from 1000 years ago? Idea or wish you forget? Remember? Go for it? Step out. Make a move.

Why you think thatis selfish to think about yourself? Don’t you think that when you become happier you will be more useful to others? Are you brave enough to become happy?

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