ENOUGH; to all forms of violence. To the endless power struggle, to feel the power by oppressing women. GIVE UP; from the physical form of violence. Stop using sexual, economic, verbal and emotional violence. NOTICE; It's time to heal your wounds instead of opening wounds. He who feels strong does not apply force, and he who does not fear does not intimidate. KNOW; Sharing life, words of love, leaving, accepting, rejecting, giving up, appreciating, choosing, being chosen. FROST; To life, to living. LEAVE; Let the woman breathe. Let him breathe first in front of the law, then in his own life. Let the woman breathe into her future.
THE REFLECTION IN MYSELF
If there is something that bothers us on the other side, it is the reflection of the feeling within ourselves. If a person does not like being emotional, he tends to stay away from emotional people. If he has distance with people who are shy, angry, relaxed, lazy, flexible, carefree, anxious, dreamer, hopeless, positive under all circumstances, chatty, silent, rebellious, there is a reflection of this within himself and he does not like it. A person attacks another from the place where he attacks himself. He communicates with others as he communicates with himself.
Our most aggressive side is our weakest side. We are not disturbed by anything within ourselves that does not hurt us, does not struggle, does not anger us, does not accept ourselves. We know our sensitive place well, we can see it wherever it is.
If we embrace our past and present in all its forms, we will calm ourselves; That's when we start to grow, develop, realize.
HE COULD NOT SEE THE FRONT...
He did not cry in order not to look weak, he did not laugh in order not to look simple, he lowered himself. He raised his head to show that he was indestructible, he never looked after his own needs to help others, he didn't say "no" to avoid shame, he couldn't speak his mind to avoid being abandoned, he never softened his harsh gaze so that his fragile side wouldn't be seen, he never left the mirror to avoid being called ugly. For this reason, he never slowed down so as not to look clumsy, he put his hand behind his waist to look determined, he didn't get angry to never be alone, he drifted around in space so as not to "feel", he never talked in public so as not to look ridiculous, he never revealed himself. For k, he didn't ask questions so that no questions would be asked.
While avoiding the surroundings, he saw himself as he was, as he was; He never lived by embracing all his emotions without classifying them...
Would he seem naive or rude? Fragile, angry, soft, indecisive, unstable, boring, weak, cowardly, helpless, inadequate... How would those looking at him from outside see him? Would they call him a chatterbox or a clown? Determined, ambitious, hard-working, smiling, gentle, compassionate, friendly, generous, maybe...
She couldn't see the way forward because she was looking at herself through the eyes of those around her...
MOTHERHOOD
You became a mother... You left the hospital and are at home. Lots of visitors, good wishes, wishes. Lots of questions and advice... Do you have milk? Does he suck? Is it fits? How many times does he wake up at night? Give him a pacifier, oh no, don't give him a pacifier, let him sleep next to you, no, no, let him have a separate room, let him listen to classical music, dip his pacifier in honey so that he can hold it, did you say swaddle, it would never happen, cover his eyes with cheesecloth, don't hold the child immediately when he says 'gak', don't make him cry? !, the ten golden rules of being a good mother..., rock her on her feet so she can sleep, don't get her used to being held on your lap, wait until she starts teething, there is such a thing as 2 year old syndrome, you just let her go, should you go to a hairdresser?... Dozens of things that make a mother anxious advice, dozens of questions. Some kind of qualification exam. A specialist may make fewer mistakes than you while raising a child, but there is no one who will love your child more than you. One question for fathers: "How does it feel to be a father?" How true, how sensitive a question. What if we showed this sensitivity to mothers, skipped questions of personal curiosity and personal experiences, and asked only one question? Really, after we get used to the role of motherhood, let's stop all the questions and advice from friends and ask ourselves; What does motherhood feel like and what do I need to cope with these feelings? And then let's continue from here...
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