Who doesn’t take risks, doesn’t live.




I had a few days off from writing because - first of all - I like to have some time to mull over the thoughts I want to pass on to you. I love the time when my texts mature inside of me. When I observe, research, talk to people and put my thoughts into words.

The second reason is much more down to earth: I have a never-ending problem with my dog. Hind-legs paralysis, bedsores and now… loose poop. My dog is trying to make up for the loss of muscles and I think because of that has overeaten a little. I’m a good dog mum so I didn’t protest - and now my existence mainly consists of washing off poop from the floor, the dog and myself. Several times a day. So you understand. By the way, I didn’t realise that poop makes you think about life this much.

Comfort instead of risk

My conclusions from observing my nearer and further surroundings are that people around me are nothing but cowards. They are not capable - beware, now I’ll use the oldest and most overused motivational term - of leaving their comfort zone. They are not capable of doing it in any area of their lives.

In a situation like this it’s hard to be shocked by the fact that the pay in Poland is dramatically low. It’s like that because people are scared to take risks, change jobs or demand more. Instead of making demands, they prefer to live on the border of existence. The same applies to personal life, too - people are lonely because they’re too scared of taking the risk f investing in their feelings.

In the spiral of fear

It’s the fear. Fear locks them up away from everything that could happen in their lives and change them for the better. The fear of suffering, being rejected and hurt related to love takes away the possibility to experience love in the first place. Fear caused by temporary financial discomfort, lack of funds, working overtime or the risk of taking out a loan prevents them from earning more money or having the possibility of growth and development.

I admit - I don’t understand it at all. Such fears have always been foreign to me. If I make the decision to get involved with something, I do it right away and with all my force. There’s no other option. It doesn’t mean that I don’t give much thought to anything. Not at all! I simply weigh all the risks and if I conclude that I can win a lot, I take them. If I lose, if I suffer, if I have to battle problems for a while - too bad. There’s nothing for free. But I definitely won’t agree to being limited by fear in any way. To having my opportunities be taken away from me by my own weaknesses.

People constantly put their heads in the sand. And then they can only complain about the mundanity of their lives. Where have all these cowards in the world come from who are not capable of living their life with full force? Why has the society become so dramatically soft, becoming a pathetic crowd of pansies, sissies and cry-babies?

There will be no second chance

Get yourself together and don’t be a mimosa! Get up and fight. And do that over and over again as long as it’s necessary. You can lose a fight, you can lose ten of them. You can even lose your life. That’s the risk. But you cannot lose to yourself and give up only because of fear that it may not work. That’s the true loss, the worst and the most embarrassing loss in existence. Especially that in most cases no one will hold it against us simply because it didn’t work.

Do you know that all successful people started off with losses? The only difference between them and everyone else is that they didn’t give up. I, if I’m not let in through the door, I’ll normally climb through the window. And if that doesn’t work either - I’ll climb the damn chimney. The only thing that really limits us is getting old and dying. That’s the only thing we can’t win against. And that’s why nobody has the time to stand still.

I can understand cowardice, but I have it in the highest disregard. I can understand people who have their entire family to feed and are afraid of taking risks because of their closest ones. But those who have nothing to lose and are afraid anyway - I don’t understand. And I never will.

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