“Avoid people who mess with your head. Avoid people who intentionally and repeatedly do and say things that they know upset you. Avoid people who expect you to prioritize them but refuse to prioritize you. Avoid people who can’t and won’t apologize sincerely. Avoid. Avoid.”— Unknown
There are many people in this body. An orphan boy that collects glass jars, an ambidextrous diva that listens to electronica, an inflexible yoga teacher that reads essays and even a dominant man who’d never put an exotic animal in a cage.
Don’t trust the mirrors
They fucking lie every time. Windows are much more honest.
Hey
Hey, the word used by long time no see souls that once were part of our lives and suddenly make a shy appearance. Hey. A boring word to say I don’t know what to say but here I am. I still exist. And I hope you do too. Just in case I vanish again here’s my Instagram: @sofiaros.ig
Strong is what happens when you run out of weak.
Be present. Observe, respond and move on.
The pain don’t define me anymore but I still feel it.
Messages I receive and reply with all my love and utmost care, trying to learn the most from them. I fucking love men and I will fight with all my forces to stop the collateral suffering that comes from trying to leverage gender rights, but please have perspective, empathy and a will to learn something from our own suffering too. If we don’t team up, there’s nothing.
About that fact in the message: 85% of domestic violence victims are in fact women (Bureau of Justice Statistics Crime Data Brief, Intimate Partner Violence, 1993-2001, February 2003). I’m sure that men don’t inform against it as much as women do, but not all women do either afraid of getting killed (I count among them, I was beaten for 21 years). We are all victims, we are all survivors. We are all people damn it!
This is the last type of message I need now, but I couldn’t go without sharing it with you. Take care and love each other. We are so good together.
The cure for pain is in the pain.
I’m taking a break from the blog. A couple of weeks, a month, who knows. The past year has been a tough one for me, I made a great conscious effort to challenge several personal barriers but lost all my confidence on the way. I jumped off and survived but I also allowed people to take advantage of me and hurt my soul. I trusted someone was watching over me, but there was no one. I found myself again during isolation the past month, but my life is now out of sync and I’m exhausted of looking after my limits. I’ll be running in autopilot for a while, until I get to hold on to something that jump starts me again. Until then, take care kids! I’ll be back with a life of my own.
I forgive but don’t forget. I’m gentle but I remember. Confusing that would be neglecting my good intentions.