I don’t know if you have ever experienced injustice. A situation in which you say to yourself: “Let’s see criss, why does this happen? » Above all, why does this still happen? Why do I attract this? Is it me, the problem? Am I the only one experiencing this? What is my problem? I’m probably the problem.
And there, you meet other people who are also asking themselves this question. Young people, old people. These situations keep recurring for everyone because that’s what we attract. Let’s get out. Nobody is the problem. There’s no problem, actually. It’s just life. And life gives you lessons.
Recently, I went to visit friends who have a 7 year old son and a 70 year old grandfather. I asked the son how his return to school was going. He told me that he found it difficult not to be with any of his friends in his class. In addition, he is stuck with the young person who intimidates him. I asked him if he had talked to the teachers about it. He told me candidly that the teachers were warning people more and more, but doing nothing. Since a long time. That it always happens. But he will learn to defend himself. And that he will intimidate him in turn.
I told him it would make his bully stronger. That would be feeding the beast. The best thing to do is give him love. He smiled at me.
I told him that this situation might happen again. That if he has more and more confidence in himself and in the authority of his teachers, she will end up changing. Because he will trust himself. To his tools. To his instinct.
He told me that what he wants are friends. I told him it was beautiful. And so simple.
Later, I sat with the grandfather. I asked him how he felt about being 70 years old. He told me it was the same thing. That the only thing that matters is love. I asked him what he meant by that.
He told me that, when he was younger, he wished harm on his parents for a long time. That they never loved him. Since then, he has attracted people all his life who did not give him the love he would have liked to have.
I asked him if, at 70, we end up having the love we’re looking for. He answered me that what we seek, we obtain when we finally give up certain fights.
I asked him what struggles he was talking about. He told me that the fights we fight are created to fill something. When we find what we want to fill, we stop fighting. And there, we find what we want.
I went home telling myself that I was no longer alone. That everyone lives in this perpetual tunnel of questions. The same situations. Who come back. Not because we’re caves. Not because we attract them. Because we look for them and we don’t understand them.
I’ve long wondered why I attract human relationships that end up making me feel like shit. To finally understand that, ultimately, if I feel like shit, it’s because I forget to hold hands. To trust me. Me, my envelope, my heart, my body. I exist within myself and I have to trust myself. If I feel like shit, I can count on myself.
The little guy can count on him. To have friends, that’s enough.
The grandfather can count on his desire to give love. And he will receive some.
And I can count on myself to remind myself that I’m not alone in going through all of this.
Hey, you’re not alone. You can count on yourself.