Begging

From a very young age we figured out we had to earn certain things. We were taught to share, be quite, do our chores, smile, say hello, on and on…

We dressed a certain way, we behaved a certain way to ensure our survival and sense of belonging. Wether it was a hostile or a loving enviroment we needed them.

So yeah, it made a lot of sense. We needed these people, so we complide. 

Now, as adults. Should we continue behaving as beggars of love? Or should we understand that survival and love were not the same thing?
Yecy

Anuncios

Responder

Introduce tus datos o haz clic en un icono para iniciar sesión:

Logo de WordPress.com

Estás comentando usando tu cuenta de WordPress.com. Cerrar sesión / Cambiar )

Imagen de Twitter

Estás comentando usando tu cuenta de Twitter. Cerrar sesión / Cambiar )

Foto de Facebook

Estás comentando usando tu cuenta de Facebook. Cerrar sesión / Cambiar )

Google+ photo

Estás comentando usando tu cuenta de Google+. Cerrar sesión / Cambiar )

Conectando a %s