That was then. This is now.

Vontade de dizer um montão de coisas. Preguiça também. Não vou fazer isso porque tenho certeza de que alguns amigos iriam pessoalizar a questão toda, e não quero que isso aconteça de novo. Então, deixarei o desabafo para as sessões de terapia, o que é bem mais eficaz.

Mas como é sacal ser prejulgado. E irritante. Também é quase impossível não prejulgar - é automático. Talvez seja útil questionar se não foi o caso de eu passar exatamente a mensagem que agora me irrita tanto...

Tá difícil de escrever, há muitas sensações desorganizadas me desconcertando. Mas já tenho um plano para pôr tudo em ordem.

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O trecho abaixo é excerto de um texto que adoro, The Awakening. Possivelmente o mundo todo já o recebeu por e-mail, mas não faz mal. Gosto de dar uma passada de olhos nele de vez em quando. Não postei o texto integral porque tem mais de duas páginas, duvido que alguém leria tudo - mas devo dizer que todas as partes são igualmente bacanas.

Sorte de quem se prestar a ler.


"A time comes in your life when you finally get it... When, in the midst of all your fears and insanity, you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out ‑ ENOUGH! Enough fighting and crying or struggling to hold on. And, like a child quieting down after a blind tantrum, your sobs begin to subside, you shudder once or twice, you blink back your tears and begin to look at the world through new eyes. This is your awakening.

You realize it's time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change... Or for happiness, safety and security to come galloping over the next horizon. You come to terms with the fact that neither of you is Prince Charming or Cinderella and that in the real world there aren't always fairy tale endings (or beginnings for that matter) and that any guarantee of "happily ever after" must begin with you... And in the process a sense of serenity is born of acceptance.

(...)

You stop complaining and blaming other people for the things they did to you (or didn't do for you) and you learn that the only thing you can really count on is the unexpected. You learn that people don't always say what they mean or mean what they say and that not everyone will always be there for you and that it's not always about you. So, you learn to stand on your own and to take care of yourself... And in the process a sense of safety and security is born of self‑reliance.

(...)

You learn that principles such as honesty and integrity are not the outdated ideals of a bygone era but the mortar that holds together the foundation upon which you must build a life. You learn that you don't know everything, it's not your job to save the world and that you can't teach a pig to sing.
You learn to distinguish between guilt and responsibility and the importance of setting boundaries and learning to say NO. You learn that the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry and that martyrs get burned at the stake. Then you learn about love. How to love, how much to give in love, when to stop giving and when to walk away. You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you would have them be. You stop trying to control people, situations and outcomes.
And you learn that alone does not mean lonely. You also stop working so hard at putting your feelings aside, smoothing things over and ignoring your needs. You learn that feelings of entitlement are perfectly OK.... And that it is your right to want things and to ask for the things you want... And that sometimes it is necessary to make demands. (...)"

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