Big and strong and on its own. Let your mind control emotions. Control. Discipline. Let go of only the few feelings you want. You have to have a beer and tan a little. Knock down the feelings you don't want. Maybe deaf, drown. Lock up. You may not even need to lock them up. You have the privilege of not having to drag on hard feelings. Or benefit, by the way? A given is what it is. It's hard to see how the subject of emotions is relevant at all. I haven't cried in maybe 25 years. I never get angry (just at the idiots in traffic who deserve it). It seems so exhausting, and not so slightly ridiculous, to walk around and complain about your feelings. How would that work? You have responsible work that requires your husband. Or a woman. You perform measurable results and therefore you know your value. When you ever get idle, it happens that there is a little creep in your body, perhaps on vacation, or some single Sunday morning. So you make sure you keep busy. It's all right. It's as if life has lost its colors a little bit. But if you happen to notice, you have a lot of help from that inner voice that tells you to just bite. Who cares about colors? One more step. One more step. You just bought your second Tesla. You have nothing to complain about, to complain about. Only weak people feel it. You shudder at the mere thought. You stick together. Your armor is strong. Your armor is heavy too. Very heavy. You've built up the armor because you needed it. Through hard times, it has helped you survive. You have adapted and added throughout your life. It protects the sensitive that is you, deep in there. Perhaps it protects your interior so effectively that you find yourself outside your armor and see an impregnable fort when you look at yourself. Impregnable and incomprehensible. Frightening, for what is inside the walls is unknown, forgotten, abandoned. But the fear of this frightening, impregnable and incomprehensible is, even that, locked up. Fear only reminds itself of crawling in the body that idle moment on an ordinary Sunday morning. It feels like it's haunting the castle. But that feeling, that perception, it takes care of your inner voice. Down in the dungeon. Get up. One more step. One more step. Tomorrow is Monday and you have to work. You have responsible work that suffocates your husband. Or a woman. At some point in the future, when you have found motivation and ventured into the abandoned castle, you will notice that you are slowly softening. You'll notice that there are colors that you'd forgotten. Your armor is flexible and responsive. It easily switches from its old hard shape to flortunt fabric depending on the circumstances. Your responsible work nourishes you instead of weighing you down. Maybe it's because you've replaced it with a completely different job. Or maybe because you've noticed that you actually love what you do and no longer perform just to feel your worth. For many people, the desire and desire for development eventually becomes greater than resistance. Then it's time. When curiosity is slightly greater than fear, then it's time to explore that impregnable fort. Welcome to Revitalized courses for life (Written by Ola Ek, group leader)
