Her boss often scolded her for losing focus, once sent a report with incorrect data, and left home in the midst of a much-coveted face like a rice paper dipped in water. He said, "You should try going to the balcony and scream at me, like 'I don't care!'.
It was real, even shouted a few times, luckily the apartment complex was empty because many people were going to work, so no one cared. After checking, the younger brother's face was more alert and said: come on, you feel better? That, healing sometimes only requires a fine-tuning scream, as long as you dare to release the ego that is tense like a friendship.
But not everyone likes to scream. The neighbor chose another way. She was a tree planting girl, once he saw her holding an irrigation pitcher, adhering to a dragon fruit tree: "If you don't live, I'm so sad!". Strangely, that Talut tree turned green, while she had no areca nuts. At a loss, she said: "Caring for a tree is easier than taking care of yourself, at least it won't argue." mental healing, it turns out, can start with being a caretaker for a pot of plant.
Then, when he was young, his cousin had a crush on him and cried miserably. He urged: "Please draw a stick on paper to see, get rid of the sadness". After finishing the painting, she showed him: A pile of, shabby bricks that she calls "broken heart". He chuckled, but she said: "After painting, it felt a little lighter, like I just threw a sad piece away". Art here does not need to be beautiful, it just needs to be real - real to your emotions.
As for him, every time his life was at a standstill, he chose to walk. It is not the kind of walking to exercise that counts 10,000 steps, but it is the way of waiting on the sidewalk, watching people sell goods, listening to the old lady argue with the motorbike taxi driver for paying less than 2,000 VND. Strangely, looking at that mess, he saw himself as small, the problem was small, and laughed at himself. Healing, it turns out, is sometimes just a change of perspective, from a mirror looking at your face to a window looking at life.
The art of healing the spirit does not have a general formula. The important thing is that you find your own "medicine". Life is already tiring, why not try playing with your soul for a little? Who knows, amidst the laughter from the silly story, you find yourself surviving well over the years!
