Bateu Em Mim A Brisa De Compartilhar Os Textos Que Vivem Nesse Caderno. So Confisses E Reflexes Que

🇧🇷 Bateu em mim a brisa de compartilhar os textos que vivem nesse caderno. São confissões e reflexões que escrevo a partir de prompts que vejo por aí. Um tipo de diário guiado. Eu escrevo ele em português e em inglês e é assim que eu vou compartilhar. Um dia eu talvez faça um em francês, mas não tô lá ainda .É isso.

🇺🇲 So I had the crazy thought to share the texts that live in this notebook. They're confessions and reflections that I write from prompts that I find around. It's kind of a guided journal. I write them in portuguese and english so that's how I'm gonna share them. One day I'll maybe make one in french, but im not there yet. That's it.

Write about a time when you stood up for yourself

I was forced to write in english this time cause I thought the translation of the prompt was not fare to the meaning.

First thing that came to my mind was the day I broke up with my ex-boyfriend. It made me think that in my previous relationships I never thought I should give up somehow. I had made a commitment and now I see that the "promise" to be together was more important to me then actually being happy.

Not that we need to be happy laughing all the time, but be happy of how things are going and who you are with is crucial, and I was definitely not happy.

In the cellphone conversation I started to point out all that I had been keeping inside me. All my dissatisfactions about how things were. I was right to question how things were going and I finally realized that. His answers just a assured me of that.

So I choose myself this time and ended things right there while I had strength to do it. I loved myself first for the first time. Didn't waited to him to realize it was better this way. Couldn't wait any longer.

It hurted at the time even thou it was the best decision I could've made. But no regrets.

Escreva sobre um"Olá" significativo

Achei interessante o tema de hoje pra já afirma que algo tão simples como um"olá" pode ser significativo. Não consegui lembrar nenhuma história específica que resultou de um olá mas lembro sempre de uma que começou com um bom dia.

Quando eu estava no ensino médio não era do grupo das meninas mais populares mas era amiga delas. Na verdade deu sempre fui amiguinha de todo mundo. Sendo uma das meninas mais "antigas" da escola e filha de professor eu era conhecida de todos. Eu sempre gostei de gente então estava sempre me comunicando.

No terceiro ano eu tinha um colega de sair muito tímido, o Brenão. Chamo ele assim pra ele sempre foi muito gente boa além de também em tamanho ser um grande rapaz. Todos os dias de aula eu chegava bem cedo e normalmente só tinha ele na sala. Eu lhe oferecia um sorriso e dizia "bom dia Brenão" e depois antigas as janelas. Apenas isso, todos os dias. E aí ele sorria pra mim de volta, bem tímido e no dia seguinte a mesma coisa acontecia.

No dia da nossa formatura ele me deu um abraço forte e me disse que essa nossa rotina alegrava is series dias. Significado no simples.

What are your intentions for this month?

I've bend having h the most intense years lately. It's true that 's pretty much the same for the rest of humanity since we've been living in a pandemic. It has been more than 2 years since everyone started to get sick, but I just got sick.

So I guess my intention is to survive. No, I don't feel in my body like dying, but my mind is a whole other thing. There is something weird in being sick of the same disease that killed so many people, that killed someone that you loved. My mind wonders weird questions like: 'did she felt the same thing that I'm feeling now?', 'it's now that I'm gonna lose my breath?' or even 'are those really my last days?'.

I like to think that I have a good health and being vaccinated my chances of being just fine in a few days are high but... The ghosts of imagining that I have another sickness keeps hunting me. And besides that we don't live forever. One day will be the last someday.

So, I think my intention for the month and for life really is to be ready. To take better care of myself. To envoy the little and big moments just the same. To trust and follow God above all things. And to be brave. I would just love to be brave.

What are your intentions for this month?

I've bend having h the most intense years lately. It's true that 's pretty much the same for the rest of humanity since we've been living in a pandemic. It has been more than 2 years since everyone started to get sick, but I just got sick.

So I guess my intention is to survive. No, I don't feel in my body like dying, but my mind is a whole other thing. There is something weird in being sick of the same disease that killed so many people, that killed someone that you loved. My mind wonders weird questions like: 'did she felt the same thing that I'm feeling now?', 'it's now that I'm gonna lose my breath?' or even 'are those really my last days?'.

I like to think that I have a good health and being vaccinated my chances of being just fine in a few days are high but... The ghosts of imagining that I have another sickness keeps hunting me. And besides that we don't live forever. One day will be the last someday.

So, I think my intention for the month and for life really is to be ready. To take better care of myself. To envoy the little and big moments just the same. To trust and follow God above all things. And to be brave. I would just love to be brave.

Viagens sobre a Graça

EP. 1

Me peguei pensando enquanto esperava que o sinal para pedestres abrisse que a vida pode ser às vezes como o trânsito. Eu que estou de um lado da rua quero chegar do outro lado mas não considero as outras pessoas e onde elas precisam chegar. Eu sei apenas sobre mim. Eu quero ir, eu preciso ir...e ai peço à Deus "por favor, me deixa ir!". Peço que Ele faça a Sua vontade mas cada segundo de espera é tortura para mim. Mas Deus não vê o trânsito como eu vejo. Ele vê os pedestres, carros, ônibus, motos, bicicletas, caminhões e cargas especiais! Sabe seus destinos, suas rotas e necessidades. Ele controla os sinais e trânsito. Então Ele mostra qual é o melhor momento para você e eu atravessarmos. Eu posso não obedecer. O sinal não te força. Mas o risco da desobediência traz efeitos a todos no trânsito. Ignorar o sinal vermelho como se Ele não soubesse o que faz e receita para desastre.

Ouça a voz de Quem sabe o que é melhor. Quando Ele permitir o sinal vai abrir e você vai poder atravessar. É a melhor forma de viver.