The stories of my stories ...

With my real face...

I do not regret anything, for better or for worse, everything serves as an experience. The clock continues that does not stop.!!. I don't know if my life is changing or it's age, but there are things that matter less and less to me.

I do not know how my story will end but in my pages you will never read that I gave up.

To what extent do I have to care about the other to forget about me?. I think that when ours comes first, the other ceases to matter to us.

The challenge is to take off the layers and be an authentic onion, that onion, which makes you uncomfortable, makes you tear up and its flavor is strong but it is an excellent complement to others and if it is missing, its flavor is not easily replaceable, I think I am an onion in the great banquet of life. Nothing more to add and yes there is a lot to ponder.

How important it is to recognize how we hide, how cowardly we can become and how much we use others to not know who we are.

A couple of days ago I met with a friend, on the pretext of celebrating the day of friendship and love, it was any day in February, we talked for a long time and today I find this message from Janet... I would have liked to have written it myself, but well, we use the metaphors of those who came before to let us get to know each other too.

Having the courage to have uncomfortable conversations speaks to the quality of the bond.” Self-esteem is also influenced by the value I give to the assessment that the other gives me.

How many courses we do, how many posts and books we read, and really what we do is stay behind the scenes, hiding from so many things.

How simple, how easy it is to sit down and talk about others, how easy it is to judge and criticize, and how difficult it is to recognize that, when our thing comes first, the other ceases to matter to us.

We don't give a fuck about it.for it to exist, nor why it does not exist. We are self-centered, selfish, and we are only concerned about our own.

Because, for what? For what purpose, if it does not serve their purpose?

And yes, how difficult it is to appear with our true face. For sure, I will have less followers every day, for sure fewer people will want to come and look for what She said today for example: "Janitze" I mean me, in her life story, in her truth.

Many times we fall into a game of appearances, we forget the most important thing: our authenticity.True self-esteem is not built by pleasing others, but by accepting ourselves, with our lights and our shadows.

Janitze 🌹

Separator made with Canva by @janitzearratia

Any images in this post are taken with my iPhone 12, the Infinix pro-note 30 or with the camera eighties Rolleiflex 2.8 f, and edited by me with Canva

Translation with |DeepL