I am terrified of everything that might happen. And anything that I might do. Even though I know I would never consciously try to harm myself. Not physically anyway. And I know I have never been allergic to anything and I am probably the worlds’ most cautious driver. Still, I am terrified. Weiterlesen
fear
Was, wenn ich fliege?
Mut scheint etwas Einschüchterndes zu sein. Jedes Mal wenn ich mutig sein möchte, erzählt mir jemand, warum ich gerade jetzt lieber nicht mutig sein sollte. Was alles schiefgehen könnte, wenn ich gerade jetzt mutig wäre – und irgendwann habe ich offenbar angefangen zuzuhören.
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Nur ein bisschen Mitgefühl
Es heißt immer, der Welt fehle es an Intelligenz – dass unser Land von Deppen zugrunde gerichtet würde. Aber ich denke nicht, dass mangelnde Intelligenz unser Problem ist. Im Gegenteil. Wir haben eine Menge intelligenter Menschen mit brillanten Ideen – und zu viele davon nutzen ihre Intelligenz vor allem dafür, sich selbst zu bereichern. Woran es uns wirklich fehlt, ist Mitgefühl.
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Sicher ist sicher. Also sei dir sicher.
Sicher. Sei dir sicher. Sichere dich ab. Versichere dich. Du weißt schließlich nicht, was alles passieren könnte. Doch je mehr du dich absicherst, versicherst und je mehr du auf Nummer Sicher gehst, desto unsicherer fühlst du dich. Und all deine Sicherheit nützt dir am Ende auch nichts, wenn du heute dein Haus verlässt und dir der Blumentopf vom Nachbarsbalkon auf den Schädel kracht. Denn wirklich sicher ist am Ende immer nur eines: Der Tod.
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VERSAGER
Wenn ich einmal groß bin…wenn ich einmal mit der Uni fertig bin…wenn ich endlich einmal einen echten Job habe…wenn ich einmal Urlaub habe… Wenn ich einmal – ja, wenn ich nur mal anfangen würde, dann würde sicher auch alles irgendwie gut.
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The fear of being an artist
Drawing a picture is like revealing a piece of your soul. No matter how far away the image you create is from yourself, not matter how insignificant – it always bears your personal touch, your imagination, your creativity…a piece of your soul. At least that is how Cathy always felt about it. Weiterlesen
A whole new world
Do you know who you really are? Are you truly yourself or are you hiding behind a mask? Masks are what we were taught to wear all our lives. When we were little they told us to behave, to adjust, to fall in line. So we learned to hide parts of our true self behind a mask – little parts at first, but more and more over the years. Until it became almost impossible to differ that mask from ourselves. Weiterlesen
Sina Diaries 2: Trying to figure out disaster…
There is always another day. That’s what I used to believe once. I used to live accordingly. Believing there would always be another day to pursue your dreams. That I would always have time. And then, three years ago, this believe proofed to be the biggest lie of my existence.
Sometimes there isn’t another day. Sometimes you had no time to be brave later but live with your cowardice instead. And sometimes everything you didn’t say, hurt more than all the things you said. Weiterlesen
Maybe is a lonely place
The queen of Maybe rules the kingdom of make-believe and pretends to not see it slowly falling apart. Make-believe consists of all the things that might happen. That could maybe come true. That would maybe save the queen from reality. When truly everything in make-believe is just something that helps the queen to survive another day. Weiterlesen
An ever-changing piece of cake
Some people say that nothing ever changes, but that’s not true. The truth is that everything changes – constantly, every second of every day. Your life changes with every breath you take and every step you either take or decide not to take. Change is the only thing that never changes, and even that might not be true.
Change doesn’t require more than a second. One moment you were miserable and then something happens and the world becomes a fluffy pink place of happiness. And then, two seconds later another change occurs and life becomes an endless river of misery. Change is part of everything we do, everything we think and even all the things we don’t do or won’t even dare to think about. It’s all changing and shifting, and it will never stop even when we’re gone.
An idea can grow to define or destroy you
Yesterday I didn’t care. Yesterday I was fine. Today I almost dare to dream and it scares me so much that I fear I already ruined it anyway. But it’s done now. The change is there and I care. I really, really do care. So much that I’m almost paralysed by the fear of it being just another fleeing little idea that proves to be totally insignificant and stupid. Yesterday I was content and now I’m everything but.
The trouble is, you think you have time
Change is what makes life worth living, even if it scares us half to death. Change doesn’t care about our fears it happens anyway, for better or for worse. So there really is no choice about the change – just the direction it’s going to take. Will it be another regret? Another dream seemingly buried so deep it won’t ever come out again – until it does? Or will it be the start of something truly new?
There is no try
There shouldn’t even be a question, but sadly there is. I’m prepared for the worst, but I also can’t stop myself from moving forward. Can’t stop myself from dreaming. So please: Be sincere. Be something more than a fleeing insanity.
