Late Night Thoughts And Overthinking 9 Cactus

I remember that one day in school we were all encouraged to bring flowers to decorate our cla.s.sroom. I chose to bring a cactus. Because why not. I really like cactuses, because they may seem plain but once they bloom they can be sooooo wonderfully beautiful.

But when my homeroom teacher notices the cactus flower quickly ordered me to take it back home, because it is not an appropriate flower. In her view as she explained later, the cactus is a plant that simbolizes darkness and brings bad energy.

Which honestly, didn't make any sense to me. It seemed so absurd and unexpected, but I did as she asked and brought it back home.

And looking at it, I tought that I am very much like that flower. Why? Because I was a very easy target for the children at my school. Even though I am pretty smart, I was always the second in my cla.s.s, because my parents were just regular people, my mom was a single mom for some years until she met my stepdad. And my biological dad was not really in the picture,because he chose so.

So you see, I was a pretty easy target, divorced and remarried mom, I wasn't fat but I wasn't skinny either. I never put to much value on clothes, or jewelry. I don't really like to wear jewelry, I do not find it really comfortable.

Comfortable, is the most important think to me. I do not really care about what peopke say or think about me...anymore.

I used to... but it wasn't goodfor me to focus on other people's opinion over me. I realized that and I grew. Like a cactus that doesn't make just flower but also has those little babies that are something like a seed, that you can plant and grow into a beautiful cactus. I learnt from that. I blossomed, I made something better out of nothing, I improved myself. Why you may ask?

For me. Myself. I.

And no one else. But for my own satisfaction. I came to realize that I cannkt expect people to accept me if I don't. So I became more fond of myself. I stopped thinking there is something wrong with me. Because it cannot always be just my fault. People make their own choices, they choose what kind of life they want to live and how they want to do it.

So evwn though I have my bad days, I look back at the old me and I wish there was a way I could tell her everything will turn out just fine. Better than we tought actually.

I am really proud of myself so far. I grew, I changed and I like how I turned out.

So you should do the same thing, look back at how you used to be, how you changed, give yourself a little credit for what you realized so far and give yourself a break. Sometimes you just have to stop and enjoy the moment.

Think of the cactus, it can leave so much without water. It may have thorns and it may hurt you. But he is like that because he found a way to survive all of those hard conditions. Too much heat, less water. But you know cactuses have their benefits: it lowers cholesterol, it can cure diabetes, it helps on a better digestion, reduces inflamnation, helps the brain cells, helps you loose weight....

And so many other wonderful things.

So you see, no matter what others say or think of you, no mattet what they have planned for you... screw them.

You know better than anyone what is good for you or not.

So keep up the good job guys and do not let anyone else ruin your good work.