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We are all just human


You know that feeling when theres so much noise, and its so crowded and it makes you feel tired, out of air and that's its all just too much ? I feel that way sometimes and as I came home today I could feel the tension within me and the tears started to flow. I had just come from the supermarket, taken a jogging trip around the whole city and walked through the parks and before that helped a friend move into her new apartment. Theres life, and everything is fine, I'm fine and nothing feels hopeless anymore. So why the tears ?

Sometimes you just feel that way, and you need time to just breathe. We need to let ourselves cry, and there should be no shame.

Where all just human, its good to remember, that's what my dad once told me, and Its true.
Its such a simple message and yet it can be used to understand so many things.

In addition to this anxiety of mine, he knows about my trust issues and he wanted to remind me of that we all make mistakes.

Just because someone said or did something, doesn't mean that there going to turn my world up-side-down.

It helps me to let go of fear.

The fact that where all just human,
It also helps me to forgive, even though some things I probably never will.

We all make mistakes, and where all a bit crazy and we all can fall apart sometimes,  its all about how we deal with it and if we choose to do that.

At the Youth home where I worked this summer, we have a saying when we discuss about behavior with the teens. None of us, caregiver or teen, can guarantee that we wont go a bit cuckoo, ever, but we can all promise that we will do our very best not too. And If we ever do, we make sure to take care of it in a way that is healthy, calms us down and is respectful towards other peoples safety. I like that way of looking at it, a way of reminding the teens, who very often don't feel so well, that their not so different from us and where not so different from them, were all just human.


I'm glad that theres nowadays a more open talk about mental health,
because in the end of the day,
We are all just human <3


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