Useless advice

We are all walking around giving people advice that need it and tell everyone what to do and how to solve their problems.

What you preach, you have to practise yourself. What is the use of giving advice when you don’t even follow your own? Many say you have to be patience in life and what not, yet when they are waiting in line at the supermarket they count the seconds.

People tell others to be nice and accepting of everyone and not to discriminate, yet when someone is different then them, they will be first one to point out the differences.

Everyone posts on their social media to follow dreams, to go after what they want, to be positive, that happiness comes from within, yet all they do is complaining about their daily jobs and how bad they hate it. How they are unhappy and they are not living the life they wish to live.

If you are a walking spiritual – religious – positive – happy guru, why don’t you take your own advice? Why is it that we have solutions for everyone but ourselves?

We are too scared to look within, and our minds want to occupy the empty space that we have to solve our own problems with someone’s problems. We love to solve other people’s problems, we want to hear more complaining, more rumors, more problems because at least we are turning the focus on someone else.

You can always help others, but don’t forget your own life. We can not forget ourselves, our beautiful souls need healing too. We need someone that can listen to us too. Not hearing our complains, but hearing our pain and help us heal it.

When the time has passed, it will be too late to start thinking about what we could have done, should have done, should have healed, could have tried.

Why is it that on our deathbeds we start thinking about our life, why don’t we think about it now that we are alive!

healing

Self esteem vs Social mediaย 

Instagram, Facebook, Snapchat, Twitter, YouTube, Blogs, etc.

Everyone has an account or uses all social media platforms. It’s fun, connecting with the world, connecting friends and family. Some have made it there business and others just use it for their own private life. AND it can be addicting to get as many likes as possible, sharing each and every moment because it will gain followers. But why are we doing that? Why do some people feel like they need to get certain likes because otherwise they delete their post. Not enough? People see that your selfie didn’t make it to the popular pages? SO WHAT?! 

Too many people attach their self esteem with their social media accounts. It’s very important for some to get more followers more likes and more compliments. That selfie is going to be IT!! And then… it doesn’t go as you wanted… as expected… then what?! You feel down? You feel sad? You feel angry? Why? 

Self esteem goes down, and people look for what others do and how they look and what they wear and try to copy that because that will give them some fame. Unfortunately it doesn’t always work like this and you have to understand. This doesn’t mean that you are uglier than the rest, less fun, less intelligent or anything in between. 

Don’t attach who you are with the likes you have. Try to see the fun in sharing nice moments, but don’t let the amount of followers or likes take away the joy of the moment. 

Nobody is going to share their problems with the wold (some do and that’s their choice). Nobody is going to share a picture where they just got out of bed, or where they are feeling angry or sad. Why? Because that’s not for sharing, that’s private in my opinion. 

So whatever you see on social media is not always how people live their life ever single moment of every single day. Don’t be ashamed and don’t feel less than anyone. Your true value is with the people that are really around you. Your kindness in your daily life!!! 

Social media, it’s fun and all, but it will never determine how I see myself when I look in the mirror. And I wish for everyone to understand. You are beautiful, with 1 or 6000 likes on that selfie that you took 100x before posting one (yes that’s me too and I’m not ashamed!).