Imagine that someone close to you tells you the following….
„You know, sometimes I get tired of you.
“You want to go to the movies – no problem, you want to go shopping – sure, let´s go.
I’m also with you, when you want to go out and we even eat and drink things that I can’t actually tolerate.
And when we watch a movie, on the one hand you always say, come on, let’s eat more chocolate and chips, it doesn’t matter, but then you’re the first one who doesn’t like my belly and criticizes how I look.
I’m also with you, when you want to go out and we even eat and drink things that I can’t actually tolerate.
And when we watch a movie, on the one hand you always say, come on, let’s eat more chocolate and chips, it doesn’t matter, but then you’re the first one who doesn’t like my belly and criticizes how I look.
Es geht fast immer nur darum, was du unternehmen willst.It’s almost always about you and what you want to do.
How often do you actually ask me how I’m doing?
Because sometimes I’d rather relax and do nothing.
Or go for a walk in the woods.
I try to tell you this, but sometimes you are so busy with work and everything else that you don’t really listen to me.
I often try to tell you, but – to be honest – you rarely hear me.
How often do you actually ask me how I’m doing?
Because sometimes I’d rather relax and do nothing.
Or go for a walk in the woods.
I try to tell you this, but sometimes you are so busy with work and everything else that you don’t really listen to me.
I often try to tell you, but – to be honest – you rarely hear me.
And on top of all that: when it becomes too much for me, when I can’t anymore, then what do you do!?
Then you are even mad at me!
For not doing what you want, for not fulfilling your wishes.
Only when I can’t get out of bed at all anymore and get really sick, yes, only then do you even notice how I’m doing.
But instead of comforting me or taking me in your arms, you scold me and are angry with me that I don’t want to come with you.
But I am still there for you.Always. It’s just that it’s often very difficult with you, honestly…”
Then you are even mad at me!
For not doing what you want, for not fulfilling your wishes.
Only when I can’t get out of bed at all anymore and get really sick, yes, only then do you even notice how I’m doing.
But instead of comforting me or taking me in your arms, you scold me and are angry with me that I don’t want to come with you.
But I am still there for you.Always. It’s just that it’s often very difficult with you, honestly…”
How would you feel if your best friend told you this?
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And what if it would be your own body speaking to you?
We take so much for granted, yet our body is a miracle every day.
So maybe we should also treat it that way.
