this postGood morning friends of Weeken experiences community, I wish you all a good Saturday, I come to participate today with one of the topics proposed by @galenkp in
and tell you my experience and how I see it today! Here I go
The chosen topic is the things I take for granted:
Actually what I tell you today comes from discovering how wrong it was to take something for granted and how upon realizing it, I had to unlearn these beliefs.
The first one is that my friends would always be there for me, that as I give, I receive. This more than obvious, was not the case. And realizing this was a big blow, when I needed my friend and she wasn't on the same page as when the bond grew. Sometimes it is catastrophic, and re-learning to be able to without that which I thought would always be on the same level for me, was not. Spoiler of life: you go on just the same, you can just the same, you learn just the same. Even if it hurts, yes. You have to go on and overcome the pain. My mistake was to take for granted this affection that had grown and one day was no more. Surely there will be friends who will never fail us, but to discover that taking for granted that this kind of beautiful relationships are give and take and thinking that they are eternal, infinite, without limit was my big mistake.
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Another thing that I not only took for granted, but that everyone around me took for granted is 'your home will always be your home' this was as true as it was false, although it has been my place in the world, where I grew up and lived many varied things, emotions of the happiest, from seeing the table full of people and love, to seeing myself sad and healing my pains in silence. This house is not mine.Here my rules are not followed and coexistence is not easy when we are adults who do not work constantly to be well, better, or pulling for the same side.It was also hard to understand that it is my house, but it is not my home.To understand that we have grown up in several places, or in only one as in my case, that since I was very small the same roof sheltered me, I have considered that my whole life is here, and it has also been a mistake on my part, but without malice, that is to say.I still keep objects that are pure memories, from childhood, adolescence, and if those who know me a little more knew, at some point my room was a canvas and all the walls had artistic interventions that gave my special touch to the place I lived.This is as beautiful and true as it is that it will always be mine.No one will take my place, but I made other places my home and I will not always feel at ease here, I have to accept the nostalgia it generates, and not cling to something so ephemeral.
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And lastly, and perhaps foolish of my former self, I believed that I would always be true to myself, that my joy, my youth, my exploration of the world, my intrigue would never change. And one day, when I saw my smile snatched away by the evil that abused my innocence, I understood that nothing is stable but change and that I had to hold on tight to that, to change as much as I could so as not to take anything for granted.That the exploration I was looking for was rather, never to sit on laurels, and so, putting everything in doubt, I understood, stumbling through life, that what we take for granted, condemns us.It confronts us again and again until we learn not to cling to anything we believe to be certain.Security is our own, not something we can expect from our environment, work, relationships, or ourselves at times.So I took up the challenge to look for my joy and intrigue in the world, accepting that sometimes, I also see this existence as something gray and that nothing is forever and everything will pass....
Finally, I would like to tell you that art and my essence keep me going and learning always in this life, that exploring, being happy, and how I see life, changes, mutates, varies, and sometimes I live it with joy and sometimes with sadness, but always, always, faithful to the strength of my inner self, that is something that has not changed.
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A piece of advice that I was given and that has saved me on occasion is that bad days also pass.Nothing is stable, neither the good nor the bad.Clinging is the first mistake.I send you a big hug and I hope you enjoy my post, and the photos that decorate it, were all obtained from my personal archive that has years and years of photography hidden around, it always helps me to remember with which lens and which objects had my fascination years ago.
Thanks for reading me, Kiki✨
I own the rights to all the photos I used in this post Pictures taken with a Samsung A42 & Nikon D3200📷 Translated in DeepLearning Let's talk on Discord: littlesorceress #8877 I use Canva for edition
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