Rabia. Pain. Impotence.
Rabia. Dolor. Impotencia.
Tres palabras que abarcan mucho y que muchas veces ocupan un gran espacio
en nuestro interior. Siempre van cogidas de la mano. Una no puede existir sin
la otra. La impotencia viene de la rabia que te produce el no poder hacer nada ante
una situación que te hace sufrir, que te causa dolor.
Todos hemos tenido uno de esos días. Días en los que todo es injusto. Días en
los que piensas: ¡Vaya mierda de vida! Y te da igual que alguien te diga que
podría ser peor. ¿Qué sabe esa persona si podría ser peor? ¿Acaso conoce la
situación que estas atravesando? NO. Por lo tanto, mejor que cierre la boca.
De repente odias a todo el mundo. Te encierras en tu cueva y te apartas de
todo. Nadie puede ayudarte y a los que de verdad les importa lo que te pase, no
quiere molestarlos.
Te preguntas: ¿Qué he hecho yo para merecer esto? Probablemente hayas hecho
muchas cosas y todos se alinean ese día para vengarse. O puede que no hayas
hecho nada pero la vida llega a ser tan jodidamente divertida que simplemente
está jugando contigo.
Digo la ‘’vida’’ porque es más general, es simplemente por no ponerle
nombre ya que no acabaríamos nunca. La vida puede ser muchas cosas, como por
ejemplo un grupo de personas: Tus padres, tus hermanos, tus compañeros de
trabajo, tu pareja, tu vecino,… que se unen para joderte.
O también puede ser un conjunto de momentos: Cuando te llega la regla el día
que planeaste ir la playa, cuando tienes
fiebre la noche que ibas a celebrar tu fiesta de cumpleaños, cuando eres madre
soltera y te detectan cáncer de mama,… En ese momento la vida es muy irónica ¿no
creéis?
Como veis la vida puede ser muchas cosas. He aprendido que la vida es
injusta y bastante jodida. Hay que ser muy fuerte para no darse por vencido y
pensar que habrá un día mejor. Siempre los hay, pero cuando estás en medio de
esos días de mierda, no crees que algo mejor vaya a suceder. Porque si algo he
aprendido a lo largo de mi vida es que es mejor sorprenderse que decepcionarse.
Rabia. Pain. Impotence.
Three words that encompass much and often occupy a large space in our inner. Always go hand in hand. One can not exist without the other. Impotence comes from the rage that produces you not being able to do anything against a situation that makes you suffer, that causes you pain.
We've all had one of those days. Days when everything is unfair. Days when you think: Go fuck life! And you do not care that someone says it could be worse. How that person knows that it could be worse? Does he knows about your situation? NOT. So, better to shut up.
Three words that encompass much and often occupy a large space in our inner. Always go hand in hand. One can not exist without the other. Impotence comes from the rage that produces you not being able to do anything against a situation that makes you suffer, that causes you pain.
We've all had one of those days. Days when everything is unfair. Days when you think: Go fuck life! And you do not care that someone says it could be worse. How that person knows that it could be worse? Does he knows about your situation? NOT. So, better to shut up.
Suddenly you hate everyone. You lock in your cave and turn away from everything. No one can help and those who really care what happens to you, do not want to disturb them.
You ask: What have I done to deserve this? You've probably done many things and all aligned that day to take revenge. Or maybe you have not done anything but life gets so fucking funny that is just playing with you.
I say 'life' because it is more general, it is simply for not naming because would never end. Life can be many things, such as a group of people: your parents, your brothers, your coworkers, your partner, your neighbor ... who come together to fuck you.
Or it can also be a set of moments: When you get the period the day you planned to go the beach, when you have a fever the night you were going to celebrate your birthday party, when you're a single mother and you are detecting breast cancer ... In that moment life is very ironic do not you think?
As you can see life can be many things. I've learned that life is unfair and quite fucked. You have to be very strong to not give up and think that there will be a better day. There always are, but when you're in the middle of fucking these days, do not you think that something better will happen. Because if I have learned throughout my life is that it is better surprisingly disappointed.
You ask: What have I done to deserve this? You've probably done many things and all aligned that day to take revenge. Or maybe you have not done anything but life gets so fucking funny that is just playing with you.
I say 'life' because it is more general, it is simply for not naming because would never end. Life can be many things, such as a group of people: your parents, your brothers, your coworkers, your partner, your neighbor ... who come together to fuck you.
Or it can also be a set of moments: When you get the period the day you planned to go the beach, when you have a fever the night you were going to celebrate your birthday party, when you're a single mother and you are detecting breast cancer ... In that moment life is very ironic do not you think?
As you can see life can be many things. I've learned that life is unfair and quite fucked. You have to be very strong to not give up and think that there will be a better day. There always are, but when you're in the middle of fucking these days, do not you think that something better will happen. Because if I have learned throughout my life is that it is better surprisingly disappointed.
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