You’ll be alone in the most difficult times of your life. Those moments will make you wise, mature, and fearless. Pain will teach you who you are when nobody is coming to save you. Isolation will show you your strength. Silence will sharpen your spirit. And one day, the same season that almost broke you will become the reason nobody can shake you.
Intelligent people struggle with addiction. Their minds need more. More depth. More to disappear into. They have obsessions nobody around them shares. Philosophy. Literature. Astronomy. Documentaries. Quantum physics. Dostoevsky. Kant. Books, music, films, ideas they've gone so deep into that ordinary conversation starts to feel like small talk. And small talk feels like suffocation. So... they drink. Work until 2 am. Doomscroll until they feel nothing. Because there is a gap between who you are and the conversations available to you. And sometimes, that gap becomes unbearable. And it's one of the loneliest places a person can live.
Brooooooo, Neverrrrr look desperate in life. Remain calm during hard times. Understand it's just your time to suffer like every great man before you. You're a man.
Study the men who stopped drinking, stopped smoking, stopped chasing, and stopped explaining themselves. Their real addiction was never alcohol, women, or attention. It was noise the constant need to escape their own thoughts. Once a man learns to sit with himself in silence, his whole life begins to change.
A veces se nos olvida todo lo que hemos logrado. Hemos sido capaces de atravesar cosas realmente jodidas y aquí seguimos. Y sin pedirle empatía a nadie, porque la empatía casi siempre se queda en discursos baratos que nunca llegan a la acción.
Busca tu camino, nadie lo hará por ti. Empieza las veces que sea necesario. Rodéate de gente que te haga reír, porque gente que te juzga y te señala hay por montones. Los que te dan amor cuando lo necesitas, son escasos. Y trata de no rendirte, de no cansarte. Renueva tu fe. La vida es un constante esfuerzo, a veces abruma, a veces derrumba. Pero no hay otra opción, hay que respirar profundo y avanzar.
Una sentadilla por cada vez que te juzguen mal. Trabaja esas nalgotas porque podemos estar jodidos pero no desculados. Qué oso. Y quiéreme. Es todo.