I’m not a ‘talker’, I’m very silent, but I observe. And I observe a lot of despair, sadness, loneliness. I observe many people sharing anguish, depression, hate. Constantly, every day. You know, when I was young I used to be an enraged person, harsh, absolute. But life… ah, life, shows you the way. In the most unexpected, hard, hurtful, disturbing, demolishing ways. Why not? beautiful ways.
Through mistakes (terrible ones), pain, resentment, guilt and acceptance of consequences, I am who I am (so different who I will be tomorrow).
What I want to say is, the most precious, beautiful minds (all my friends) I have known, are completely insane. Broken, obsessive, impossible to understand, lost, found, lunatic… beautiful people. Regular minds without any fissure can’t let in the light of the Universe.
I love all those people I can just listen to, see their thoughts and dreams floating around them, and just… smile. They don’t need you to judge or say your opinion. They just need, not to be judged.
I love all those people who go beyond prejudices and filters, races, religions, state of mind.
It’s alright, to mistake a million times, it’s alright to take your time to stand again.
It’s alright to blame yourself, so you realise you’re the responsible, but it’s alright, to forgive your errors, and give yourself one, two, three opportunities to find a way that makes you happy.
It’s alright to be compulsive, it’s alright to obsess.
It’s alright to suffer anxiety, it’s alright to not understand yourself.
It’s alright to think atrocious things.
It’s alright to be different, to suffer depression, any kind of disorder.
It’s alright to love anyone, no matter who.
It’s alright to be alone, it’s alright to feel lonely.
It’s alright to be special. Special people are gifts from the Universe, and we have the obligation to protect them. No matter what.
I know, I know, Your mistakes might be terrible, you could have done better, you are judged, you feel alone. You never told anyone, your sadness is deep, you can’t control your anxiety, your community can’t understand. I know, I know.
It’s alright, it’s alright, everything it’s —alright.
You are human, and we are here to learn and perfect ourselves. Forgive yourself. Give yourself a break, a hug. You are alone with yourself. Love one another. You have the same bright soul than the rest. Some minds just… need a bit more care, a bit more time. It’s alright, it’s alright.
I’m not a ‘talker’, I’m very silent, but I observe. And I observe an insane amount of precious minds blaming themselves for all the beautiful gifts that make them precious. Society locks us in little cages and pulls our leashes to make us all fit in a sole island. But you know what? Some of us, can swim.
I will never stop believing this: You Are Beautiful, You Are Perfect.