sábado, 29 de noviembre de 2008

Sabado

Hay veces qeu el fin de semana es como una bendicion, lo pide el cuerpo mas que otra cosa. Ha sido una semana dura aunque llena de sorpesas, algunas mejores que otras. Tuve la suerte o mala suerte de tomarme un cafe con Luis ayer. Las vueltas que da la vida. 

En otro orden de cosas, el domingo, es el cumple de mi hermano el sueco. Peor mira que eres majo, que pena ser tu hermana proque tios como tu ya no quedan y yo contigo me casaba hoy, pero mira tu que ala suerte que somos hermanos. 

Hoy es dia de salir y como dice la cancion, hoy voy a pasarmelo bien.

como terapia de la semana me pase por El Corte y fijate tu que encontre muchas cosas, que casualidad, yo que no iba a comprar nada..jeje.

Bueno lo dicho que hay que ponerse guapa para impresionar al personal.

Besos en los quesos

viernes, 28 de noviembre de 2008

A difficult patient to take care of today

Friday.. Me Like! I am waiting for a girl to come over to see me. It is a sad story but the kind of person I love to help. She has some feelings that are the wrost you can find in the psycology area. emptyness feelings. I will not give the name of the problem shhe ahs. But noone knows what emptyness feelings are unless you experienced them yourself. It is not fun, t drives those people to do incredible things, most of the time their life, without a clear security from soemone else, is only up and downs, and they feel more than others one day amd just shit other. They really are self destructive (even going to hurting themselves physically). At the end they end up playing different roles for different people. I tis awfull becuase they really suffer and feels noone understands them, and it is true.

The secutity that a person usually has is from the inside but they need ot find it outside themswelves and at the end they destriy it. It is hard to have different oles in life cause you need such a level of control over all people, to separate the roles and at the end their life is just one big lie. They feel alone, and they are alone, they dont know who they are and they go from almost depression to high levels of joy, but iwthout ereasons. they move to start jumping from one guy to another, they keep a lot of secrets thinking only they know it, and the reality is that sooner or later people know things.

They neve ropened themselves, they can only do it to one person that represents their security, and of no logical reson they destory always the relatiobnship with that person, most of the times with lies, really bad lies. they use to be unfaithfull, narcissistic, and without any real ground. They feel noone cares about them, that they are the one keeping all the others alife, solving their problems. But the reality is like the themselves use othe rpeople all the time, which makes that they dont rerally have friends, and never for along time.

Combin all this with the feelings of emptyness, that hurt so much, and you just feel so bad abotu them and want to help them. But they dont let other people to help. They can come to me and tell me that i dont know anything, that i am useless, always wrong about them, and they move from one doctor to another, just ooking for medicines to keep the anxiey down so they avoid panic attacks, and other forms of anxiety. The ususally become reaaly promiscuos, they try many times drugs, they lie like mad, they dont trust anyone more than for a very short period of time..etc etc. Emptyness is theoir life, and they are slaves of it..

And the wors of all, they are totally blind to their problem. Even when you put the fact in front of them, they just dobnt see it. They tell you that they onkly hurt guys, they have so bad luck. they dont see it. They have or had suicide thoughts.

It is awfull, but i really liek to help them, but it is not all the time i can .. and i hate funerals.

Now I am waiting for one of those. She is a wondefrull girl, .. hope i can help. I am really worry abo0ut her.

jueves, 27 de noviembre de 2008

Cosas de la vida

Pensando y pensando he llegado a la conclusion que el titulo de cosas de la vida es lo que mejor describe un ida ordinario. Es increible la cantidad de cosas que pueden pasar d euna u otra forma pero al final no hay ni un solo dia sin que la vida me regale algo nuevo. Las penas me duran menso que un caramelo a la puerta de un colegio y en cambio los dias se me llenan de pequeños detalles que los hacen maravillosos.

Hoy por ejemplo me ha venido una de la niñas de la clase con sus 17 años a decirme que ha decidido dejar ciertas sustancias que no son buenas. Si algun dia tengo tiempo os contare la teroia d emi hermano sobre el ecstai, maldita sustancia que destroza la vida de tanta gente. Os podeis imaginar el alegron uqe me he llevado.

Me han llegado noticias de otro buen amigo y su mujer. Una de las cosas que he aprendido en la vida es a no perder a la gente que merece la pena. Y estos son tan bueno y generosos que siempre acuden cuando los llamas. Pues parece ser que se les ha solucionado un problemon que tenian con la casa.

Hoy he dado clase de filosofia a unos monstruos de 17 años. Los chicos todavia piensan que me pueden invitar a copas y yoles he dicho que si invian a su madre a venir yo encantada :_) *gilipollas* jeje

Gonzalo, mi otro hermano lee esto y no sentera de nada..jeje..como siempre. Y el sueco por alli haciendo de las suyas. Nene, si lees llama animalillo.

So i am expecting your news regarding the project, i am so curious that i can not stop thinking of that. I am actually trying to keep my hands out of the reach of a pjhone so i dont call the wrong person. Please, please, let me know more.. :-) I die fo rit.

Besos y achuchones a todos.

martes, 25 de noviembre de 2008

Libertad divino tesoro que te vas para no volver

Lo del ingles claramente no es lo mio. Si el lenguaje del cristiano es el castellano porque esa mania de hablar el ingles que es idioma de barbaros. En fin me espero los comentarios de todos los amigos suecos de mi hermnano ahora diciendome que no entienden ni patata..jeje, es el poder de la mujer española.

En fin que necesitaba escribir en cristiano para sentirme persona.

Un beso a todos y a todas...

PD: Mange, the whole thing is about you...hehe

lunes, 24 de noviembre de 2008

Update

I am not so good at writing as I am not used to do it anymore. It is not like I have a lot of things to tell. Those days I have been worried for some friends in Sweden, or more exactly for his father.

Xmas is around the corner and it seems like summer was yesterday. I suppose it has to do with the fact that a lot of things happened this autum that took a lot of my time and activities. Cause I have been waiting for soe people for too long, to tell me siorry Maria I lied to you. But now I know that will most likely never happen. I never understood why people prefer to isapear than to be sincere and open. Bu t I suppose I was one mor eon the list of people that man wanted to use to gain things and money, it is the only explanation I have. Anyhow, it doesnt matter, I wish that person the best of the lucks and I will be here always if necessary. And to be honets you really need it, and you knwo that as well as I know it. I knew you were lying.. but i understand why.

More things, not so much really, as I have been teaching and working like mad. Oh yes, I was in Paris in a incredible trip with my brother and some of his friends. What a city!

Dont hestitae and leave a message.

Spain is different, nope, spain is incredible! :_) Come over here and enjoy the sun.

Maria