Calling all the sweet ones, sweet ones. Calling all the wise ones, wise ones. "Did you hear that, little girl?" The sweet ones and the wise ones.
Meeting eye to eye with the Mother again. This time it struck me with a bittersweet blow that smashed every cell of my body, turning me into scattered pieces of rubbish.
We all have our routines. When you know something is good for you, even if it might not be the most comfortable or appealing thing to do, at the beginning you just force yourself to do it, so that it becomes a habit. Then you end up doing it, no matter what, until it becomes… Continue reading My Morning Medicine
"Fat people are weak". It's easy to talk a good talk, point out, patronize and criticize other people's behaviours, responses to stimulus and non-achievements or achievements when one hasn't gone through the process (or doesn't know better). I would put the example of those who say that overweight people are weak. While this is a… Continue reading Balancing the Elements
One gets used to it. Paralyzing at first, it's the varnish that covers us. All varnishes strengthen and protect the material they're applied to. The more layers of pain you're able to withstand, the stronger you become. Why people complain about pain? There's nothing wrong with it: it's a feature for improvement and it's free!… Continue reading The feeling of pain