This week is worth telling for a few events that might seem important only to me.
Worldwide:
-Leo Di Caprio's speech before the UN was just what I needed to hear to believe I was not going nuts with the whole environment first discourse. I guess I had foreseen humanity to collapse and the earth to partially become a wasteland. Leo -my new favorite famous person- delivered a wake up call confrontational enough to make world leaders aware we know they are destroying our happy and more and more of us are not happy about it. This week also the Rockefeller family backed from oil prodruction to give the earth a break. Amazing changes on this matter are going on, and maybe after all humanity does know that surviving means to search again for that link to the earth we lost sight of for the last couple of centuries.
- Emma Watson delivered this one awesome speech this week that has generated all sort of reactions from love to the most uncalled comtempt. I am embracing my feminism as a consequence.I listened to it and just nodded. Everything this woman says makes sense. I'm also so fed up of women being looked down at, being told stuff on the street. Wonderful people that I love and admire in my life are women, and I'm tired to see them fighting for their position in society. The macho culture is all bullshit, and it hurts gay people with its constant bullying, straight men with all these absurd standars of what they should and should not be, and it has suppressed and threatened women for far too long.
-We hear about ISIS and Ebola a lot these days. I don't understand why the terror. I feel the world has faced tougher times. While I understand why addressing these topics in public is important, I still feel we can choose if we live in a world of anxiety.
Personally:
-I broke up with Twitter. Sure I still go back and tweet something random or check on the twitter users who have consistently interacted with me in a constructive or fun way all these years. But I truly feel I'm over it. It really annoys me that because of all the thoughts I've poured in this network, some people even presume they know me in real life. After being labeled and tagged stuff that I do not feel is true to who I am, I realized it is all my fault for sharing too much with people who might be looking for ways of bringing others down to feel better about themselves or just to gossip for the fun of it. I'm done with my devotion to the "dark_ikarus" account, and value my privacy way more now. The energy I put into tweeting all these years is going somewhere else where it can actually achieve something. I sound awfully vague at the moment, but I'm sure time will give me the chance to prove my point.
-I received tons of love from my friends, and it turns out the rest of the world does not mean a thing. I'm done with trying to impress acquaintances and complying to their demands. I am so drained of being a subject of criticism so that today, more than ever, I enjoy the company of those who really know how constructive, caring, thoughtful, and smart I am. They have not heard about my worth: they understand it and give me just about the credit I deserve for being through the pretty tough stuff I've undergone in life and come out of it with a smile and with the drive to be better.
-I lost some weight. I reached a point in which I was pretty butch in the wrong places and that undermined my self-confidence a great deal. By just trying to take care of myself a little, I'm slimming down again. This time there's no rush (my sole motivation to look better immediately would be impressing this one guy I'm really into,maybe ) "I'm all about that bass" at the moment and loving this flesh. I will look super hot next summer in Italy without letting that get to my head. This is a victory I'll have in time. Right now, having pizza and beer with my best friends and not to burden them with my calorie count makes more sense. Still, I really need the motivation that comes from the little victories on my weight right now.
Overall, I start listening to all these voices that echo my own toughts and I think there's a future to me. This expectation is particularly valuable in a present that more often than not comes through as oppressive and limiting. There's a prospect of a future with more space for my way of thinking (and I'm not saying it's better, it just holds certain ideals.) and for me to feel more comfortable in my existence. That ray of hope, people, has no price.
