Was it hurting me or the others?

God knows, but it was hurting someone, in any case.

I feel like failing in this world that I judged myself of being weak, selfish, not truthful to itself, when I see myself doing the same, only to protect beloved ones.

I spoke and will always speak about freedom of being.

Yet my actual present moment thought is, wondering if being free, includes to harm an other on the way?

And if it is, is it worth it?

Maybe if this world isn’t free, it’s because of love actually.

It’s because we care way too much for others to say the truth, we care way too much we don’t want to hurt anyone, we care so much that all of a sudden, we keep our mouths shut for the benefit of all.

Ioanna Karolina Benakis 🌹

.

.

ɪᴋʙ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ ᴏꜰ « ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ »

ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴏꜰ « ꜱᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ »

.

.

ᴀᴍᴏɴɢꜱᴛ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ

.

.

‍