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There are two types of people in this world. One who reflects and one who represses. I feel bad for the people who choose to repress. I wonder who beat them down so badly to force them to stop reaching for the stars. When you repress needs and interests you are denying yourself true happiness. Why are children the only ones allowed to have silly crazy fun? Why can't we jump in muddy puddles? Why is it odd if an adult wants to roll down a grassy hill? I became a represser because society beat me down. I was forced to be an "ADULT" because my childish self was unacceptable. I am now 100% a reflector. During an inner crisis I listen to my inner child. The only way to meet my needs is to be silly and random again. Conforming to societies norms is a death sentence to me. I am an artist in what I do. We all know artist dance to the beat of thier own drums. When you are miserable that is your mind trying to tell you that something is not right. When you reflect you can make changes to better your life. Do you need to end a relationship? Do you need to find a new hobby? Do you need to find your voice when you are being bullied? Do you need to be more understanding? Stop denying yourself the life you were meant to live. Be random. Jump in puddles. Do the chicken dance. Find your voice. Reflection is the most powerful tool given to us. Look inward and find your happiness. ThisIsMe... Be you... Please take a look at my first blog exclusive post - All my best and love Jeni Words – Jeni Curtis Graphic Design App – Canva #NewLifeAutistic P.S. I want to welcome Jeni to the mylifeautistic team. I am so pleased to have her voice join the conversation. Welcome to the mylifeautistic family Jeni Curtis ❤️

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Ross A Fraser
Ross A Fraser
May 08, 2022

If someone else gets to define what life is for you, your living their life not your own.

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