Soul mates.
What a romantic set of words, so unreal and so unattainable at times.
Thank you romantic movies, thank you Disney for making us believe that soul mates are the ones that fill us with love and last forever.
Fuck Disney and its fairy tales and blue princes, it's not all roses and “they lived happily ever after”, it's something more sinister than just cartoons, it's more than a beast in love with a princess or Aladdin flying on his magic carpet with Jasmine.
The soul mate goes beyond these stories.
He is akin to you, so alike and yet so different.
They are those soul masters of spiritual learning, those who teach us to grow, if the soul mate is not the romantic story poorly founded by love stories, it is the one that hurts us, the one that invites us to overcome fears based on emotional blows, is the one that makes us believe in ourselves again, thanks to her we can have a new beginning, a new reason to reconcile with ourselves, to fill us with love, self-love they call it.
That soul mate is our life teacher.
In life one learns to chingadazos with a taste of victory, from the bad will always result the best ideas and that taste of freedom.
Thank you soul mate, for teaching us to grow, to discover ourselves in therapy and above all to get what we want.
