Whenever someone asks us, we all seem to be doing just fine. By default. We’re all fine because of the fear of not being listened and accepted. We’re all fine because everybody else seems to be fine. But are we truly doing ok?
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We humans, we’ve always tried to define every possible thing, from all those tiny details of life to life itself. We’ve become masters of definitions, but sometimes these very definitions we created limit who we can become.
Too often we try to define happiness – that forever illusory and alluring dream of ours – and fit it into a box, yet those are the moments when we’re the most far away from it.
The stories we tell ourselves are hiding the hardest and coldest truth about our lives. Every time life doesn’t look rosy, we turn to stories to comfort ourselves.
Some thoughts on trying to live outside the box and the never ending chase for the greener grass on the other side, a chase that seems to have no viable end in sight. A paradox nonetheless.
Almost everybody will tell you to have a plan B ready just in case. As a backup if your initial plan fails. What that means is if the hard way is too hard, you always have an excuse to quit. So fuck plan B. Do what you have to do.
Memories from the times when I was more afraid to ask a girl out than to risk everything and head straight into the unknown.
You see it and hear it all the time. It’s written everywhere. On coffee mugs, t-shirts, TV ads, sports stores, bank flyers, banners, buildings, cars, airplanes. Soon enough it might as well be written on the moon itself. Follow your dream. Fuck that. Follow your pain instead.
We spend every day of our lives in various environments and all kinds of situations. Each of these force us into a default pathway, also known as the easy option. That is a habit and most often than not it’s a bad one. Let’s find out how you can build better ones.
A how-to guide on building the perfect bubble for your life. Or some wicked thoughts about positivity, kindness and living an undisturbed life on Earth.