Leading lady of your own life
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Idag är humöret i en enda våg. Vet inte var jag hamnar. Men just nu sitter jag med en glass i soffan och ser på The Holiday. Och nu har Arthur Abott än en gång gett mig talet som får mig att påminnas om vem jag verklige är. "I'm acting like the best friend, but I am really the leading lady of my own life". Genom alla år hos psykologer och efter alla samtal med vänner och vuxna så finns det inget som är så självlärande som dessa scenerna..
Så är det. Man måste sluta leva för andra och göra det för sig själv. Det är ändå med sig själv man hamnar i slutändan.
"Why am I attracted to someone I know isn't good for me..?"
"Because you're hoping you're wrong. And every time he does something that tells you he's no good, you ignore it. And every time he comes through and surprises you,he wins you over, and you lose that argument with yourself, that he's not for you. I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible.And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you.When you meet someone who suddenly leaves you.. You start to wonder. It doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get or gyms you join or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends...you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood.And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy.And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door.And after all that,however long all that may be,you'll go somewhere new.And you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again.And little pieces of your soul will finally come back.And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted,that will eventually begin to fade."
Så är det. Man måste sluta leva för andra och göra det för sig själv. Det är ändå med sig själv man hamnar i slutändan.
"Why am I attracted to someone I know isn't good for me..?"
"Because you're hoping you're wrong. And every time he does something that tells you he's no good, you ignore it. And every time he comes through and surprises you,he wins you over, and you lose that argument with yourself, that he's not for you. I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible.And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you.When you meet someone who suddenly leaves you.. You start to wonder. It doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get or gyms you join or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends...you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood.And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy.And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door.And after all that,however long all that may be,you'll go somewhere new.And you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again.And little pieces of your soul will finally come back.And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted,that will eventually begin to fade."
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