In recent months I have often banged her head against the closed doors of life. For those who know me or had the opportunity to speak with me, knows that although young I had my share of misfortunes in life. Many challenges and responsibilities that may be more appropriate for someone more "great". In this path that has brought me this far, my mind has come to a conclusion that at the end of it all are justified and logical. For years I believed that goodness was gone, that we can not trust anyone, that everyone is ready to put him in that place as many are, that love does not exist, that any man beside you eventually you destroy the soul, that friendship is an illusion ... That's what I believed for years, with these thoughts I have watched the world outside of me. Despite the rip-off of the last period, I have to make an adjustment to my thoughts. I came into contact with people who have made me understand that you can do with all the brush. I discovered that:
Love exists. The idea of \u200b\u200bstarting a life with someone does not mean deliberately shut themselves up in a padded jail. Trust the man you love is definitely better than spending all their time wondering what the fuck hatching sinister in mind.
Following the earthquake that has devastated the Abruzzo, my mind went back to 1997, when even I in my city (Foligno), I experienced that feeling of being helpless and at the mercy of an uncontrollable force of nature. Then I was 14, now I'm 26 and a son. I started to worry when I read newspaper that the earthquake was moving north, I immediately thought of my son and every mother's fear of not being able to protect her child. I was talking with a person I got to know and appreciate only recently, she immediately offered to host me when I needed it, because he understood how I could feel now that I'm anxious mother. He called me, insisting his help. I was amazed, so much.
Today I spoke with another nice person to work. I am still looking, so far only term contracts and poor, evidence of connections finish to hell for ... almost absurd to think that bad luck has been fiercely against me. At the end of the conversation, asking me to send my CV by email. If he had spoken with someone he would. It 's a gesture that surprised me, basically we do not even know it. I was amazed ... again.
A series of events leads me to say at this very moment I am happy that I was wrong. In humans there is not only wrong, there is still good people, love is not just a rip off, the good nature is still present. Maybe there is hope .. Thanks to those who have helped me to see these things. My
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