What is not lucky and as to fight it?😱😝

in #notlucky7 years ago

All the trouble is that bad things happen to good people! Somewhere in the universe there is the law of the Great NAZLO who watches to use the good ones, but the evil ones had everything they wanted. Well, how so?

Somehow it looks in my head, right? One to one, to whom the strip is black, then white, and I got a black zebra! You think and you feel sorry for yourself. But let's figure out how Sherlock Holmes, what's in common between all these unconnected events: the chief yelled, the car splashed, the mess at home, the children uncontrollable, my husband did not care, and the doctor found an unpleasant sore? The common for all this and all before and after - YOU! And ten and twenty years ago, what a nuisance and you are in the epicenter. That guy will not throw anyone, but you, then they'll fire you.

Which is the conclusion? Either the world has something against you, or you have both left's legs. You will not change the world, will not you argue? But with your own legs to understand quite well.

For example, why do you allow someone to use yourself? Why do you allow yourself to disrespect yourself first? To haul heavy bags herself, there is no husband to ask, to work where there is no respect. Do everything for everyone, even without thanks? Save yourself on your boots and even on the road - I'll walk on foot, think about 30 minutes of running, think about the rain with snow! Someday these 30 rubles will save my life!

I, too, thought so once and suffered every day in one way or another. And then an inspiration came to me: I should not allow what I do not want to happen to me! And we must not fight with fatigue, resentment and our "do not want to", but with what prevents me from living as I want!

And then the eternal victim of circumstances and the machinations of the Great NAZLO turned into a lucky one, in which all zashibis. Heard the expression - lucky for someone who is lucky. I will continue: myself on a horse in life. But for some reason we persistently choose the role of the horse. Why?