HelenYoSoy

Viendo y viviendo. Un poco de todo, un mucho de nada.
Alma de bruja 🌒🌕🌘 ☆ Corazón púrpura 💜

[Toño Rodríguez✌🏼 @tonhorodriguez]

No podemos ganar nunca un Mundial, porque se acabaría el país. Nuestro deporte no es el futbol, es la fiesta.

[Almendra Venenosa @AquiOjos]

La Ciudad de México está ajolotizada,
Quién la desajolotizará?
El que la desajolotice,
Buen desajolotizador será.

[Maps @MapisN19]

Shakira ya debería estar en el álbum panini

[Ix @Ixcheliza]

Cuando me siento mal porque procrastino mucho me acuerdo de que ya se sabía desde hace 8 años que seríamos sedes del mundial y que la línea 2 del metro sigue en obra negra y se me pasa.

[Cinema Tweets @CinemaTweets1]

If Meryl Streep, at 76 years old, helps push The Devil Wears Prada 2 to a $100 Million domestic opening, you will never hear the end of it from me. Do you guys realize how insane Streep’s box office power still is at this stage of her career? Living. Legend. Get me to May 1st.

[Earth @earthcurated]

Today is Easter.

[Papa León XIV @Pontifex_es]

¡Cristo ha resucitado de entre los muertos y, con Él, también nosotros resucitamos a una vida nueva! Este anuncio pascual abraza el misterio de nuestra vida y el destino de la historia, y nos alcanza hasta en los abismos de la muerte. #Pascua

[Kevin Quintero. @VargasKevi23363]

Mi vecino murió hace cuatro meses.
Yo tengo 36. Él tenía casi 70.
Vivía solo.
Sin hijos.
Sin visitas.

Solo hablábamos cuando coincidíamos en la entrada.
—Si un día no me ves, preocúpate —me dijo una vez riendo.
Una mañana llegó la ambulancia.
Se lo llevaron.
No volvió.

Semanas después tocaron mi puerta.

Era un abogado.

—Usted aparece en el testamento.
Pensé que era un error.
No éramos amigos.
Apenas conocidos.

Fui a la lectura.

Me dejó algo simple:
su apartamento.

Sus parientes estaban furiosos.
—Se aprovechó de un viejo solo —decían.

Yo ni siquiera sabía que estaba enfermo.

Acepté igual.
Cuando entré por primera vez, todo estaba ordenado.
Limpio.
Silencioso.

Encima de la mesa había un sobre con mi nombre.

Dentro había una nota corta.
“Gracias por saludarme siempre.
Fuiste la única persona que me habló como si todavía existiera.”

Me quedé sentado mucho tiempo.
La gente dice que tuve suerte.
Yo digo que alguien pasó años invisible…

hasta que un simple “buenos días” fue suficiente para recordarle que estaba vivo.

Y ahora cada mañana saludo a todos los vecinos.

Nunca sabes quién está esperando que alguien lo vea.

[blue @bluewmist]

my therapist told me, "stop assuming people are mad at you. Stop attempting to read people's minds. stop trying to manage the thoughts and emotions of others. let people be in charge of themselves. if they have something to say to you they will and if they don't it is their responsibility not yours. overthinking kills happiness" and that hit me like a brick.

[JULIAN DE ZUBIRIA @juliandezubiria]

Recomiendo este excelente artículo del NYT. Harrington sostiene que están formando a una generación para vea videos cortos y piense poco. Con el tiempo, aumentará la desigualdad social. Los hijos de ricos leerán textos profundos y complejos, y los de pobres leerán poco y muy mal:

[Olivia @LetrasdeO]

Me ha encantado, espero que a vosotros también...

[blue @bluewmist]

according to psychology people who distance themselves from others as soon as they feel sad, unwanted, or ignored are actually unknowingly experiencing a coping mechanism called emotional withdrawal 1/3

[blue @bluewmist]

the older i get the more i realise happiness is quiet mornings, a clean space, early nights, a safe home and people who don’t drain my energy.

[🦢 @meishato]

one of my favorite games to play is “is my headache from dehydration, caffeine withdrawal, lack of proper nutrition, my ponytail, stress, lack of sleep, not wearing my glasses or brain tumor?”

[Dr SHRADDHEY KATIYAR @Wegiveyouhealt1]

Life begins at 40.
The rest was just research.

Until 40, most people are running experiments.

You test your body with late nights, junk food, skipped workouts.
You test your mind with stress, comparison, shortcuts.
You test relationships, careers, beliefs.
Some experiments fail quietly. Some leave scars.

That phase was not a mistake.
It was data collection.

At 40, something shifts.

You finally know what doesn’t work.

You know which habits drain you and which ones build you.
You know which people cost you peace and which ones give it back.
You know your body��s warning signs.
You know the price of ignoring sleep, movement, and discipline.

Youth runs on hormones and hope.
Midlife runs on wisdom and intention.

At 40, you stop chasing excitement and start choosing stability with strength.
You don’t want chaos anymore. You want clarity.
You don’t want motivation. You want systems.

This is when health becomes non-negotiable.

Not to look good.
But to stay independent.
To keep joints working, memory sharp, libido alive, confidence intact.

You realise muscle is not vanity. It’s insurance.
Sleep is not laziness. It’s medicine.
Boundaries are not arrogance. They’re survival.

Career-wise, this is when depth beats speed.

You may not run the fastest anymore, but you know the route.
You stop proving. You start producing.
You focus on leverage, not hustle.
Fewer moves. Better moves.

Emotionally, 40 is freedom.

You stop needing approval.
You stop explaining yourself.
You stop arguing with people committed to misunderstanding you.

You finally understand this truth:
Energy is limited. Spend it wisely.

The most beautiful part?

At 40, you still have time.
Enough time to rebuild health.
Enough time to correct mistakes.
Enough time to create wealth, meaning, and legacy.

But now you have context.
You don’t waste decades repeating the same errors.

Life before 40 teaches you what not to do.
Life after 40 is where you do it right.

So if you’re 40 or approaching it, understand this clearly:

You’re not late.
You’re not declining.
You’re not finished.

You’re finally qualified.

The research phase is over.
Now begins the application.

[MERICA MEMED @Mericamemed]

This was peak of civilization 🔥