The impossible choice

It all started with a paper I had to write for my diploma in CBT and groupwork, back in January: on attachment theory and human development. Naturally, I got completely hooked. Finding possible (yet never final) answers to my never-ending questions is a rewarding processes – even if at times emotionally exhausting. Algorithm quickly picked up on my new searches (attachment, human development) and connected them with the old ones (trauma, complex ptsd, therapy) – that’s how Gabor Mate started showing up in my feed on regular basis.      

Dreamy Ania

I have been called cynical and pessimistic many times in my life. Ironically, I have also been called naïve and idealistic many times in my life. And I can bet you anything that I’ll keep being labelled both ways by different people at various points, and on every single occasion, it will say much more about them, than it ever says about me.

Sure, sometimes I do see myself as quite naïve. I definitely strive to see best in people (and life in general), and it occasionally (like now) does bite my arse, rather badly. But I still think it’s better that way, even though the bumpy road to this conclusion was nowhere near easy. As the time went on and my self-awareness kept expanding, I’ve learnt to stop giving myself so much shit for that innate “idealism”. I grew to appreciate and hone it instead. Guard it like my biggest treasure.