Tears don’t stop the wicked

(By Hella Ahmed) Is it true that one shouldn’t write or reveal too much when suffering? Once people have labeled you as the one often burdened by misfortune—who complains with good reason—you may no longer impress anyone. Those who take the time to read you see mainly your despair, your unmet needs, your vulnerability, the burning desire to change everything, and the pain of failing to do so. But do they ever mention the strength it took to survive, to stand tall, to grow, to keep fighting for yourself and others? To care for those you love?

The price of tears 

Don’t think you can build a business while openly sharing your tears, because it will only make those who tried to break you come at you even harder to finish the job. How do some people succeed in business without being harassed and ripped off by incompetents who love shortcuts and take pride in being intrusive and cruel? We call it bad luck, but it’s often triggered by your intelligence—they come to steal your brilliance and then linger to crush your spirit. Still, don’t expect your tears to change anything. Abusers don’t wake up one morning suddenly honest, their minds miraculously improved, ready to leave you alone to earn your money—the money they feel entitled to by exploiting you. Instead, they wake up every day with the same goal: twisting the truth, using your own words (the ones that exposed their ugly behavior) to paint themselves as saints while laughing about it.

When you’re targeted by people who are too narcissistic, selfish, and cruel to have a conscience, you can never openly share the good things happening in your life. It would only trigger their mockery and hatred. They’ll laugh at your “little” life, then mock you for daring to feel happy or expect happiness under their twisted control. Your wins are always looked down upon; they will even make it their mission to diminish your achievements—or even the very concept of winning—if it ever comes out of your mouth. It’s like they’re saying, “Who do you think you are to win? We are the elite; we are the ones who get to show off our trophies and purchased pieces of paradise. »

Karma has a double nature: it can reward just as it can punish

“In the garden of hope, I cultivate good karma with every boundary I set and every quiet victory I cherish. They, in their relentless cruelty, cultivate their own bitter harvest—unknowingly tending the seeds of their downfall.”

As a writer, one longs to share the good moments, to stay positive, and to show the world that spreading good vibes and talking about winning plans truly works—that believing in building your dreams can lead to beautiful achievements. Yet here you are, forced to write about the dark state of things, because certain people who are stubbornly negative toward you, while pretending otherwise to keep benefiting, without acknowledging your rights or your freedom to thrive, continue to twist every word of hope or bit of knowledge, to sabotage everything. Destroying your ambitions means so much to them. In the end, you find yourself trapped in the darkness, at the heart of an unhealthy environment. All this because of a handful of glorified tyrants who, out of envy and narrow-mindedness, cannot help making things complicated. Bad luck is them.

But they do not have the final say. Even if certain systems or protections allow them to carry on their actions, there are places on this earth where their influence does not reach—inner refuges too, where deceit cannot touch us. When you finally see clearly through their repeated rituals of destabilization and know that you are far above their constant pettiness, you learn to cultivate a private world. There, you quietly tend your garden of hope, growing flowers of love and gratitude for those you cherish. This even if, every day, you have to fight with all your strength to resist that intrusive and voyeuristic mindset which stubbornly tries to infiltrate and steal your peace at any cost.

They don’t realize that karma will catch up, and their own peace will be shattered too. The wicked will not defeat me.

The future is mine 

Life can be a struggle, but when you know your worth, you stand tall wherever destiny takes you—never returning to what betrayed you, never forgetting that you deserve love and happiness. When your light shines brightly, you attract beautiful souls, but also bugs looking for something to feed on. Sometimes they poison you, but you have a vaccine you made yourself. You can heal again and again, while they remain trapped in their same patterns of phoniness, hypocrisy, and lies.

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