Time

Time is a hard concept to convey. I mean I just looked at all the trips I've had for the last 15 years and I can't even recall a little bit of memories about them. Did I ever go through these experiences? I mean that's so insane to think I cannot remember anything that happened in my life.

I recently finished reading The Power of Now properly. The last time I read that book was 3 years ago and my head went insane. I didn’t understand and kinda imagined the whole scene where Mr. Eckhart Tolle was high on the most powerful drug. I remembered hanging out with an older friend and he was just explaining everything. He went on telling me how time had passed every second when I just dwelled with the past and worried about my future. I looked at him like an insane man who probably escaped the asylum to lecture me about life.

I have a weird sensation last year since I started to think more about what I want, and it got so uncomfortable to move on with the focus on myself. I didn't want to piss off anyone and especially the person I thought I wanted to be with. It's funny how I looked at thoughts I posted privately on my Facebook, I have always felt the same, unappreciated, insecure and confused, but I kept this illusion of a great man could come out of an immature person who doesn't know jackshit about himself. I'm so glad I got out of it, and got the strength to finally say fuck him until the addiction to the attachment to what could have been in my mind wore off. I'm so free!

Time does heal everything folks, at least I got this message that 3 years ago I wouldn't believe. Disappointment from discovering the perfect perception a man created are totally false hopes. Trust your instinct, love yourself, and get the fuck out of a toxic relationship!