La depresión de los 25/30 es entender que nadie viene a rescatarte.
Ni una pareja, ni un trabajo, ni un golpe de suerte.
Sos vos, con lo que hiciste y con lo que no.
CONFIDENCEMAXXING
Be egoistical. You are the priority. Straight posture. Don’t look around unnecessarily. Sculpt your body. Dress well. Focus on your mission. Become a mystery to others. Keep most things to yourself. Enter the room as if everyone were waiting for you. Make yourself comfortable. Speak slowly. Fear nothing. Don’t fake emotions. Make others want to copy your persona.
You can achieve anything you want if you act as you have already got it.
Confident people are not born that way.
It becomes their second nature.
People respect you more when they don't see you often. Even parents. Trust me. It's strange how distance rearranges love, how absence restores what closeness erodes. When people are deprived of your presence, they start seeing you clearly again, not through habit but through awareness. Proximity dulls perception. Space sharpens it. That's just how the human mind works.
25–30 ans, c’est un âge tellement fou. Il faut monter en compétences professionnellement, planifier un avenir, trouver un partenaire, rester en bonne santé et épargner de l’argent.