Life is not hard, life is not painful, it is beautiful, life is overwhelming sometimes, it is pure and full of miracles.

I bet that when you were a kid you didn’t say that life it’s hard, and now, well, sometimes it’s unbearable. When we are kids, we have pure souls and minds and our actions are foolish, but kind. And then we grow up and everything gets messy and harder.

Life is bad or something else is?

I have just realized that life itself is not that bad, but some people are. As I grew up, I have met people, just like you, all kind of people, good and bad.

The thing is, from the people I’ve met in my life, I’ve picked up some “gifts”, or baggage, or traumas, why not.

Let’s go back a bit, we are children, we still use our hearts, then we grow up and meet people, some are hurt, some are scared, some are lonely, some are narcissistic or selfish, or some are just mean.

And from everyone, we take some things, some anger, frustration, judgmental thoughts, pain, heartache, tears, dark thoughts.

It’s like the ocean, pure and clean

And with all this baggage full of “stones” we move forward in life and “hit” others with our “goodies”. So we meet a new person who still has a heart and still uses it, but who is also hurt, and we start projecting our past traumas onto them and so, we put salt on their wounds.

What I’m trying to tell you is that we don’t heal, we don’t take the time to fight our demons. We are really unbearable. Life is very beautiful, it’s like the ocean, pure and clean, but without us, humans.

And before you think or say that “Yeah, but those people have their own traumas and that’s why they act like that”. Let me tell you something, we all have, we’ve all had traumatic experiences, but you don’t deserve my frustration and I don’t deserve yours!

And I’ll tell you something, one day I woke up, full of life and energy, and I was listening to a good song (I’ll leave some of it below for you to read) while making coffee and guess what, my phone rang once and someone was upset, then rang again, another person told me “You should do this and this and the other”, and then again. And by the end of the day, I was exhausted, sad, and I was drowning in my own uncertainty.

Still have wings to fly and still smile

So yes, we are all pour salt on each other’s wounds, we are not healing, we are destroying people.

But on the other side, there are other types of people, those who have been through hell but still have wings to fly and still smile.

From these kind of people we also take something, and that is called HOPE.

Maybe we should make life beautiful again

Maybe we should take this instead, to carry with us for the rest of our lives. And when we meet people, maybe we should share HOPE with them. And maybe we should give to others what we want to receive. Maybe we should make life beautiful again.

We don’t need salt on our wounds, we need love on our bruises and hope in our eyes.

“Every night i used to pray that I’d find my people.

And finally, I did

On the open road

We had nothing to lose

Nothing to gain

Nothing we desired anymore

Except to make our lives into a work of art

I believe in the kindness of strangers“

Lana del Rey – Ride.