You're not cool if you don't wake up at 5 in the morning. There are entrepreneurs and workers (and others) who share content on social networks in which they emphasize an unhealthy lifestyle as an essential condition for success. Wake up at 5, work 24/24, sleepless nights, hyper productivity, lack of work-life balance. In today's society, this mentality has been internalized to the point of making sacrifice an element of social recognition: if you suffer, it necessarily means that you are doing something important.
According to research published in Forbes, 66% of millennials are addicted to overwork, 32% said they also work in the bathroom and 70% remain active on weekends.
Yet, according to a study by "Environment International", working 55 hours or more a week increases the risk of stroke by 35% and of dying of a heart attack by 17%. This model, in addition to being toxic, has an important shortcoming: it does not evaluate the quality of the hours dedicated to work, but focuses only on the time and "suffering" factor.
Obviously the work (of the entrepreneur or otherwise) occupies a large part of the life of those who carry it out and requires extreme dedication, but are we sure that in order to achieve results we must necessarily give up a balanced lifestyle?
I would like to thank all those who are near and far and who read me. Sometimes I start the day thinking that there is someone who wants to know what I have in mind, how life is going, or if I am still alive and this very thought keeps me alive. So I thank you that you are still there because I really sometimes think I am so alone that I would disappear without you. Thank you very much and Happy Weekend everyone 😉
You did not notice it immediately, you were carried away by events. And when you realized how much the current had turned your way, it was late. Maybe too much. Perhaps. Was it the desire to change? To see life from another perspective, to lose certainties and build new ones? By your choice you have taken this path alone, provoked by a force that you have not tested, if not theoretically. And now only a shell remains of you, of your feelings, of what you wanted to say and that you have kept inside. This time it went like this. Again. In the darkness in which you find yourself, thinking about your mistakes and your flaws, there is a fixed point. A light that has always been there: sometimes strong, sometimes intermittent, sometimes dazzling, strong enough to illuminate the darkest nights and guide you through them. You were foolish to take her for granted when she never abandoned you and has always been there. And you love her, more than anything else, so much so that her horizons are expanding beyond yours, where you won’t be able to follow her. Where you cannot be there. She will never take flight, not of her own free will. Have you been blessed by some higher entity stirring in the chaos of the universe, or have you been tested by fate? How can you find out? Going forward. Always with that Light, inside.I insist on not detaching myself from roots and shoots, I fight to remain attached to what I am, to what generated me. But the wind pulls, time goes by and I am more and more fragile, devoured by an immense curiosity to see the world. Slowly I detach myself, the tree cradles me for a moment in his slender arms, gently, and then throw me upwards, higher and higher, until my ears are plugged with violence, and the pressure becomes feel. Flight and flight, towards the unknown, towards the fog, towards No Man’s Land. I fly on the crest of the air, as if the sea were pushing me, and doubts and paranoia take root, the fog scares me, the sea is stormy, the future still dark. I fly and get scared, I’m afraid. Home Nostalgia also decides to join the party, and a series of mixed feelings try to slow my journey. I’m about to give in, stop flying, start falling. Until all the dreams, the hopes, the projects come to mind. All this takes me by the shoulders, and takes me back to fly, as if I had big wings to carry me. I fly and fly, and I never stop. The future is bright, the fog almost dissolved. I smile at what awaits me, meanwhile I fly.We never stick to the present tense. We anticipate the future as too slow to come, as if to hasten its course; or we remember the past to stop it as too fast; so imprudent that we err in times that are not ours, and we do not think at all about the only one that belongs to us, and so vain, that we reflect on those who are no longer nothing, and flee without reflecting that alone that exists. The fact is that the present usually hurts us. We hide it from our sight because it afflicts us; if, on the other hand, it is pleasant for us, we regret seeing him flee. We try to support it by means of the future, and we are concerned with disposing of the things that are not in our power, for a time which we are not at all sure of arriving at.I’ve learned that people are more important than anything else. Which is not the beautiful place, but it is the people who make it so. That you are never really alone if you carry someone in your heart. I learned that distance breaks what cannot stand and unites even more what wants to hold hands. I understand that you can go anywhere, but the most beautiful journey is what you do inside yourself.
The choice is mine. I choose to live by choice, and not by chance. I choose to make changes instead of making excuses. I choose to be motivated, not manipulated. I choose to be useful, not used. I choose self-esteem, not self-pity. I choose to excel, not compete. I choose to listen to the inner voice, not the informal opinion of the people.
How many times a day do we think about ourselves?
How many times a day do we think about our state of mind?
How many times a day do we make sure we are happy?
How many times a day do we ask ourselves if we are really okay, if we really feel good the way we live?
How many times?
One?
Two?
Or maybe we don't even once dwell on ourselves and the emotions we feel?
Perhaps the only moments in which we dwell on ourselves cannot even be defined as such.
Because they are more fleeting thoughts than anything else.
These are thoughts that go in a hurry. Thoughts too fast to be known and understood.
So why don't we stop them?
Why do we let them run away?
Even when the heart is tired it must continue to beat; even if he would like to stop to catch his breath, he cannot. "
This is how our thoughts feel.
As if it were forbidden to stop, even for just a second.
As if they are wasting all their strength on something that others don't find interesting.
As if they were useless and not valuable.
Yet, we choose who to listen to, among all those thoughts.
We are the ones who judge and divide negative thoughts from positive ones.
And it is important to remember that EVERY type of THOUGHT is of EXTREME IMPORTANCE!
Precisely for this reason, we must accept them and not label them or divide them into groups.
We must listen to them all, and give meaning to the sensations they transmit to us.
It is important to give a fair welcome to our thoughts, in order to create a healthy and pleasant relationship with ourselves.
It is important to give a fair welcome to our thoughts, in order to create a healthy and pleasant relationship with ourselves.
Why is it important not to neglect one's thoughts?
Thoughts have the power to shape and determine the reality and life of each of us.
If we complain, we are paradoxically attracting the negative into our life, while if we think intensely about our desires, we will give off positive vibrations.
This is because it is as if we are manipulating ourselves.
For example :
If we stare at a photograph of ourselves for too long, we will end up finding - creating - flaws and we will begin to feel distressed, sad.
While we perform an action, our brain never stops thinking. Keep letting yourself feel the positive and negative side of that thing through your previous thoughts.
If we think we have a bad nose, when we start staring at the photograph we will think it is beautiful but if we stay staring at it, we will immediately begin to perceive our nose as a defect!
We may begin to perceive life as a gift through positive thoughts.
We may start to feel good through positive thoughts!
Warning: When I say "through positive thoughts", I mean starting to appreciate even the smallest things that the world, and the people who are part of it, give us every day!
Because, as important as it is to accept life and yourself, it is also important to be realistic!
By starting to perceive things in a more positive context, we will be happier. But it won't help us to avoid the dangers and negative sides of the world !!
the work that women do at
home is not valued.
every woman has to arrange,
tidy up, do laundry and cook
for her family, besides the work
she does outside the home.
but this work at home is often
done only by the mother.
children do not even contribute
because they study and think
that this housework should be
done by their mother.
the father cares and never
contributes. we are in 2019
and in most of the European
states and in America and in the
rest of the world women are
L obliged to manage the house
and do all these things for
women. so often they have no
time for themselves and neglect
their passions.
become frustrated and unhappy.
husbands and children don't care
if a mother is sick.
they spend all their time on
social media and don't care if
their mother is unhappy.
often women do not even have
friends or friends and here
they keep everything inside
themselves and the disease is
neglected. until they decide
to leave suddenly and disappear
or throw themselves into some risky
extramarital affair.
women living in big cities can turn
to some association that helps them.
but women living in small towns
have no help.
No to the beach outfit test!
your body is perfect as it is.
No to diets without a doctor!
No to forced fasting!
No to Anorexia!
They want to make you feel uncomfortable.
They want you to take anorectic drugs.
But you are beautiful as you are
No to the costume test
the work that women do at
home is not valued.
every woman has to arrange,
tidy up, do laundry and cook
for her family, besides the work
she does outside the home.
but this work at home is often
done only by the mother.
children do not even contribute
because they study and think
that this housework should be
done by their mother.
the father cares and never
contributes. we are in 2019
and in most of the European
states and in America and in the
rest of the world women are
L obliged to manage the house
and do all these things for
women. so often they have no
time for themselves and neglect
their passions.
become frustrated and unhappy.
husbands and children don't care
if a mother is sick.
they spend all their time on
social media and don't care if
their mother is unhappy.
often women do not even have
friends or friends and here
they keep everything inside
themselves and the disease is
neglected. until they decide
to leave suddenly and disappear
or throw themselves into some risky
extramarital affair.
women living in big cities can turn
to some association that helps them.
but women living in small towns
have no help.
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