I have days when I feel like I'm living someone else's life, I look at me in the mirror and it's like is not me. I make things I don't like, I talk with people strangers about my feelings, I'm moving back and forth, like a robot programmed to run the same program every day and which at a certain step gets stuck and doesn't know what the next instruction is?

Why do we choose to live lives that do not fit with ourselves?

We have only one life and we waste it in vain.

The days go by and we wait for an I don't know what which never comes, or if it comes it's too late?

Why do we choose to live constrained by others to do something else than what we feel? We go to other schools, we dress like others say, we go to a job and we do things we don't like.

Why? Because that's how we were grown, because we're ashamed, because we're afraid of what others say about us, for some money, wondering for what ...

And there comes a day when you say NO. YOU don't want to do all of these anymore.

You decide to be free to travel around the world in the trip of your life you dreamed of since you were a child, to start your own business, to live with and out of passion, to make time for your hobbies, your family, your friends, to do what you have always liked and you had given up because X and Y made you doubt yourself, to write page after page the novel of your life as you have always dreamed and wanted.

Some think you're crazy, some tell you you're a hero, some make you feel bad, some congratulate you.

We are billions of people on earth? Each with his life, his sufferings, his dreams, his thoughts, his loves. Billions and billions of connections, impulses, lives? How many people have you seen in one place? I haven't seen more than 50,000, a lot of people at a concert, it seemed like an infinity? Often 2 people are too many when it comes to thoughts and desires, when you can't understand even the man next to you, husband-wife, your own child ... There are moments when even your own thoughts and feelings are unclear. Why cling to what someone else thinks about us and not first clarify our thoughts, our desires, the way we want to live?

But you, how do you feel when you look at yourself?

This is the question that you must answer with the utmost sincerity. You have reached the end of the day, or the middle, or the beginning? or whatever the moment is and you look in the mirror and feel to the depths of your being that it is you, that everything you do brings you joy and fulfillment, to you and to those around you, then it doesn't matter if you are thin or fat, how old are you, how many friends, relatives, money, how many clothes, houses, jewelry ...

If you managed to make one person smile and it happen to be you,

then the whole world is yours!

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