“Problem is, you can’t accept
that his relationship had a real short shelf life. You’re like a dog at the
dump, baby – you’re just lickin’ at the empty tin can, trying to get more
nutrition out of it. And if you’re not careful, that can’s gonna get stuck on
your snout forever and make your life miserable. So drop it.“But I love him.”“So love him.” “But I miss him.” “So miss him. Send him some love and light every time you think about him, then drop it. You’re just afraid to let go of the last bits of (…) But here’s what you gotta understand, Groceries. If you clear out all that space in your mind that you’re using right now to obsess about this guy, you’ll have a vacuum there, an open spot – a doorway. And guess what the universe will do with the doorway? It will rush in – God will rush in – and fill you with more love than you ever dreamed. So stop using (…) to block that door. Let it go.”
― Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love
E Tu? Que vais fazer? Sentir? Omitir que Sentes? Ou focar num outro Sentir?
Curar? Ou usufruir das feridas para que continues a lembrar-te que sem planos tudo é melhor planeado?
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