
I don’t remember exactly which author wrote about the myth
of normality, I read. But I understood quite well what it was
thought with what was written. To sum up the context – as many people as there are,
there is so much normality, because each person has his own normality,
which may be normal only to him. To the natives in the heart of Africa
it is normal that they go hunting with a bow and arrow and that with
lions compete for dinner, Indians in monsoon regions
it is normal to live on small boats, but it is for the aborigines
normal, which is normal for aborigines. Someone is with us
normal, that he gets everything he needs with a plastic card,
but it’s normal for someone to rummage through garbage for a living, whatever it is
it’s food, it’s cigarettes. And what is normal for me?
I could say that it is more normal for me that in general
considered abnormal and socially unacceptable. Abnormal
but to me everything is considered normal. In his lifetime
I went through so many different situations and periods during the journey, yes
practically everything became normal to me. Many say I am
complicated, but that couldn’t be further from the truth.
My psychologist from Kranj is very simple and clear to me
explained the difference between me and others and explained to me how and
why these mutual feelings of complicity occur.
She revealed to me what I basically already knew, namely that they were
people are just complicated. But she told me something new
about myself and opened my eyes to why I am different. She said I was
as opposed to simply complicated i complicated
simple.
For just under two years, covid has been the main thing that connects the world. The majority
people suffer as a result of the measures and also a huge increase in psychological problems
is detectable, as well as suicides. Because it was my life
fucked up since childhood and I’m used to crisis situations, it’s on me
this corona situation affected more positively than negatively.
As a result of the measures, the pace of life generally slowed down, which
it suits me, because I have more time and peace to edit
personal matters and work on yourself. I always wince when he starts me
who to compare with others through the eyes of their normality. Strong
namely, I doubt that it is normal for most of them to have their own mother sell it
for your own benefit that the cops are getting on you because you are
it seems strange to be kidnapped and driven to an insane asylum for no reason,
where drugs are forced on you in every way to make you look lazy,
even though you have been working since the age of 12 to be considered irresponsible even though
you were responsible enough at five years old to look after two years old
old baby, that you are active and successful in several areas, but still
always a poor man without a roof over his head. All of the above are part of me
normality. But I’m happy, I found a counterweight, my gold
the sun. And since I have her, I know that no topic can do more for me
to harm.
Being a victim or taking the position of a victim are two completely different things
matters. Many present themselves as victims, even though they are not.
My first psychotherapist years ago completely broke my heart
putting the head in the role of victim. Although I have nothing, I have everything.
And like me, all people have the power within them to build their own
a fabulous new normal.
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