Please love me

After a good age of hearing nothing from her, the butterfly rang me yesterday: "I received an internship in London. For one year. Now you can be proud of me, for finally having my first job!"

Strangely enough, also yesterday the deer called. We talked about expectations others have from you and how much they can or cannot influence your life, well, actually, how much you do or do not try to live up to them. And how you sometimes feel like a loser for not matching everyone's expectations - see this (in Romanian).

There is something i learned while trying to grow up: the expectations of others from you are their problem , and not yours. And while trying to please everyone, you will only manage to live an alien life, reaching a point where everyone is proud of you, but you are deeply unhappy. As I've been there at some point in my life and have my turning point behind me already, I can say this: People, it's not a nice feeling, it doesn't give you any satisfaction and it only leaves you feeling lonely and misunderstood.

That being only added to the fact that people can only love you for what you are, and not for what you are not.

So, my dear butterfly, I always was proud of you, regardless of what job you have or what achievements you can lay before me. And my deer, you had me at hello, as you well know.

HERO OF THE DAY: The deer. And the butterfly. For having the strengh within to bring up the power to resist outside pressure. Just you wait!