Normal 0 When everything was a mess
And everyone's a cynic
Don’t supposed to be like this.
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The beginning sentence can not be more true in my case and well, just that thought out spoken I mentioned, I believe that when you outsource the ideas, everything becomes clear more than walking around without reaching any conclusion.
I was not any genius on the line, but fit so that motivated me to write and continue to outsource, I think that is my only tool for deal with reality without hurting or hating someone.
How did I get here?
I woke up with the vitality that gives my age, but my physical condition no longer something to be desired, I feel to give in and change my habits revives me. My super - mega breakfast waiting for me and I feel that day with me. Be a good day.
However, as the whole story Cinderella never left his shoe, but their dignity, all individual reality is distorted to fit with the collective reality. For this reason, my mind began to create expectations, until I came across a pond of mud and I was involved in an irregularity. There I realized that the story was false, that was never my own story as I had written, that reality is more rough and concrete to the abstract opposition is not displayed to the naked eye, then I realized that situations do not work courtesy and kindness.
If I remember, at that time just wanted leave, screaming as Mafalda for soup, but as many know, she just screams, but well argued and was astonished
And there, with my foot I was bogged down by adjusting my expectations to a reality that never deserved my description. After adjustment, was to pretend another reality: I'm fine.
reluctantly ended up sleeping with more thoughts when it yielded contests, there was anger, there was no bitterness, hatred, and no dramatic sense, was disappointed for allowing that reality to take direction.
I think when I started analyzing all the factors involved slept, yet I feel that I have the knowledge to ensure nothing, not even my day.
is not the worst thing before, but later, because uncertainty disturbs me, because I do not get that kind of reality is waiting for me.
The signs are many, not only be a hard road, but also of fighting, where I, like Cinderella, it will benefit and lose much more than my shoe ... (supposedly).
scenarios should be used well, however there are many avenues to explore, which will never know the direction and intentions, technically I have my diagnosis, but there is no definitive treatment, no a manual, no map, no map ... I have only to look at my options and begin to validate them, begin to fight for this is done, period.
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sometimes right is wrong.
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