When we realize we are cought in the trap again.
That says I need to….
…be more beautiful.
…Don’t give a shit
…Have more sex
That’s the moment when I ask my self…
More beautiful than who?
Stronger for what?
More powerful for what?
More chilled when?
Don’t give a shit to whom?
Have more sex, why?
What all those things say about me. What do I have to prove?
So… instead of all those things I say to myself:
I am beautiful, I just need to be confident.
I am strong to face fears
I am powerful so I can make hard decisions
I am chilled because I know that nothing is forever
I don’t give a shit to people who want to control me because my life is my own responsability
I have sex because I want to feel equal to another person, not dominant.