You can do whatever you want

You can. There’s no question about it. The only one who can stop you is, well, you. I know – everyone says that. But there’s something particularly true in what is timelessly repeated.

It’s very easy to find excuses. I don’t want to hurt him. She will be mad at me. I will disappoint them. I will be judged for it. They won’t understand. I don’t know how. What if I fail?

They’re all excuses. Stop this, right now. You can. And you should. Continue reading “You can do whatever you want”

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Two sides of the river

I am afraid. I wonder if you can see that. Sometimes, when the night is dark and I am alone, the fear comes and covers me like a shabby old blanket that I never wanted. Others, it manifests itself like a pill that got stuck in my throat and now scratches the esophagus, brings tears to the eyes and provokes such suffocating desperation that I become aggressive and defensive – towards you and anyone else who dares to be curious. Continue reading “Two sides of the river”

Bruxelles, je t’adore

As I heard the news about the Brussels chaotic situation on the 22nd of March, I felt a mixture of dread with disappointment. Something like: “I had figured this would happen eventually, but I wish it hadn’t.” Continue reading “Bruxelles, je t’adore”

The truthfulness of your feelings

I recently went through a breakup and it got me thinking about the truthfulness of our feelings. I was so sure that I was in love with him. Not all the way (it was too short for me to fall all the way), but I was convinced I was on the right track and that I cared more about him at that stage than I ever did about a man outside my family. Continue reading “The truthfulness of your feelings”

The gift of time

There’s nothing in this world that is more underestimated – or overestimated – than time. You either think you don’t have enough of it, or you figure you have too much of it. And the truth is always what you least expect.

A few years ago, we had a loss in the family. It was worse than ever because it was a new life that temporarily filled us with hope. Then, 24 hours later, that hope was brutally taken away from us by the pragmatic Darwinist law that controls and defines our world, our society and even you. Continue reading “The gift of time”