Note to Self: The moment I fell in love with you was when you became consistent with me. When you started to realize all that I can do for you, your reality changed. You show up for me every single day! You nourish me, you give me all the exercise I need plus more, & you love talking positive about the progress and changes you’ve accomplished. You push me to my full potential and as long as you continue to love and take care of me, I will do everything in my power to always fight for you. Wherever you go, whatever you do, I’ll always be there pushing you to new and challenging limits. You always said a pretty face isn’t good enough and you put in the work and time to show yourself just how far a pretty face will go to become a Beast! We have each other for the rest of our lives. Trust the journey! Trust me! We got this! 👊🏽 Sincerely, Your Body 💕 #bodypositivity #selflove #trusttheprocess #trustthejourney #lovethejourney #changeyourmindset #fightforyourself #bodybuilding (at Atlanta, Georgia) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp_nm8isqL0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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"Ja sam nutrina puna rana.
Idem k svom ozdravljenju.
U nadi slobode odlazim kamo želim, kad želim!
Ja sam slobodno biće.
Slobodno letim u svoj svojoj slobodi.
Srce je lako, radosno!
Idemo se igrati!"
Nutrina puna rana.
od 1. do 6. mjeseca ove godine bila sam pacijent psihijatrijske bolnice Sveti Ivan u Zagrebu
to je bio prvi put i moj prvi pravi pokusaj da budem bolje, da ozdravim, da saznam u cemu je zapravo problem, da ga shvatim i prihvatim i naucim kako pomoci samoj sebi
bilo je bolno, bilo je cudno, bilo je lijepo
bila sam medu "svojima", 4 mjeseca dijelila sam krov, sobu i tajne bez straha od osudivanja
kad sam dotaknula samo dno, prvi, drugi, deseti put uvijek sam naisla na ruku koja je nudila pomoc
u 6om mjesecu sam ponovno zavrsila u bolnici, izasla sam sredinom 7og mjeseca
sad kad sam vani, borba traje, svaki dan, svaki sat i minutu i oporavak je sve samo ne ravna linija, on je krvav i tezak put tokom kojeg se covjek jos 100 puta slomi i padne prije nego se opet digne, a cak i nakon toga padamo, to je neizbjezno, samo s vremenom naucimo kako pasti, odnosno kako se podici, kako prezivjeti dane i noci za koje mislimo da ce biti nas kraj, naucimo se nositi sa svom boli i tugom koju nosimo u sebi, naucimo cijeniti male stvari i brojati male pobjede isto kao i one velike, naucimo kako biti bolji ljudi i kako biti u miru sa nama samima i vjerujte mi, koliko god oporavak boli, vrijedno je
vrijedi boriti se
vrijedi zivjeti
moja borba je zaista jos daleko od gotove, ali ovaj put ne odustajem i ne posustajem, molim vas, nemojte ni vi
izborite se za sebe i pricajte, pricajte, pricajte o onome sto vas muci i boli
pricajte o jedno te istoj boli toliko dugo koliko vam treba da je prebolite i da krenete dalje
pricajte svoju pricu
pricajte s ljudima koje volite, koji vole vas
osvijestite svoje probleme i brige, ne bjezite od njih vec se suocite s istima
ako imate prijatelje koji se bore i koje boli, provjeravajte ih, niste ni svjesni koliko ce njima znaciti jedno vase iskreno pitanje 'kako si' ili 'tu sam za tebe' ili zagrljaj, ma vec i sama vasa podrska
razbijmo stigmu oko psihickih bolesti i oko trazenja pomoci i najbitnije oko psihickih ustanova
nije sramota traziti pomoc, niti je sramota biti pacijent u nekoj od ustanova, ne morate ispuniti nicija ocekivanja osim svojih, na kraju dana, imamo samo sebe i ako se mi necemo za nas same izboriti i potruditi ko ce?
za kraj vas jos jednom molim, borite se, koliko god tesko bilo ne odustajte od sebe, ne odustajte od svijeta, ne odustajte od srece, bolji dani vas cekaju na drugoj strani ulice, samo treba pronaci snage za preci tu ulicu
*nekoliko slijedecih objava biti ce moji tekstovi koje sam pisala u bolnici, pisanje je bio i jos uvijek je moj nacin da se izborim i da ublazim bol koja me znala gusiti
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Stop a minute
Stop a minute. Tell me, please, what do you hear? Just listen around...
Well? Do you hear the sounds of the tree or the wind?
You don't hear these things.
Because your heart sounds more noisier than these. The sound of your heart and your soul are quietier on the days when you do your work. But when you don't listen to your other thing, just yourself, you will hear your heart is scared and your soul is crying for the happy moments what you felt months ago...
When you were really happy...
After the long searching, you finally find the place when you can sit down and you can hear your soul. The sound is scaring you. You realize your soul is crying after you. It whispers 'Looking after me because if you don't do it you will lose me. And you will cry, not me. Just it is too late, you will not find me, you will not get me back. Please, listen to me. Please help me because I don't bear it alone. I will die without you. And we know about the person who you will have be become without me. Believe me, you don't want to be that person whos cruel and just lives with revenge. You are not her. You are different from her. You are better than her. But if you don't listen to me and you don't help me, you will be her. And you know what will happen to me when she is the boss. I will die because of her. You will throw away everybody from yourself who you love and who love you. In the end, you will be alone... Cause you just didn't help me... '
You don’t give up!
Please do anything that you will not lose yourself!
Please listen to your heart and you soul, because it is you, THE REAL YOU!
FIGHT FOR YOURSELF WITH EVERYTHING YOU HAVE!
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