ROLLS DILEMMA

Our life stage can be played on.
We find ourselves in a wide variety of roles.

The ones that are good for us because we are made for them.
But also those that literally suck us dry.

No matter how hard we try, it doesn’t seem to work.

In fact, not every role is meant and made for you.
And if it is self-imposed, you can live it out as you see fit. You could rethink and let go of everything imposed by others.

Because here too there is no rigid standard, or there shouldn’t be.
Everyone can do it the way they can.

What usually happens here too is that we take on an image of how which role should be fulfilled by orienting ourselves externally. We superimpose this image on our self-image and fight our way through it.

When we are fine with ourselves, we do not judge others, AND, we do not react to the judgment of others.

By roles I mean those of daughter, wife, wife, husband, housekeeper, girlfriend or even various roles in a business context.
There are a number of roles. Everyone can do their own research here.

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(M)a short story:

The longing for a community is something quite natural. From an early age, meeting friends was a challenge.
When I look back, it seems as if I was adapting my identity through the various encounters and different groupings.
Basically a good quality, which also speaks for a certain kind of team spirit. I didn’t notice that for a long time. It was also part of my life experience.
But what was always there was this frustration.
About the fact that nobody hears and sees me as I really am.

The dragon inside me spits fire = stomach ache. Over and over again.

A few years ago, I found myself in a situation where I was discussing a topic with a friend and I realized that we had opposing points of view and perspectives on it.
It seemed impossible for me to defend my point of view and even more impossible to express it in a professional context.

I can’t pee on her leg.

Honestly, she would have felt like she was pissing on her leg.

So I withdrew. But what’s worse, I betrayed my attitude and made myself feel small to make someone else feel good.
Just to avoid being pushed out of the nest. Because otherwise it was always quite nice.

Today I know that I can live my role as a friend in my very own way.
I know who is good for me and who is not. This doesn’t mean that I only allow happy peppy people into my life and avoid those who are labeled toxic.
Because in my world view, there are no toxic people.

It just means that I know what my role is, that I have settled into it and feel comfortable with it.