Goodbye 26, welcome 27!

If I would have to describe how it felt being 26, the first thing coming to my mind would be: roller-coaster. It’s been one of the most interesting years of my life.

I had the chance to re-discover myself, set new boundaries and learn new things. I lied, I’ve been lied to, I loved,cried, laughed as tomorrow will never come again. I lost friends,some of them forever. But the most important thing that I learned,was to pay more attention to myself and my needs.

26 was the age when enough was enough. When the dreams were more important than what would people say. Was the moment when I stopped toxic relationships and regain control over myself.I am not old, I am not young. The inner child is still alive, but the mature side is also there.

Had the opportunity to travel and discover new places. To push my limits and reconsider what really matters in life.In the end, I realize that no matter how bad you want something, if it’s not for you, it won’t be.

Today I’m 27. New year, new start, new opportunities and challenges. I hope it will be better than the last one. With less fake people. More love, travel, good books,friends and family. With more positive experiences and life lessons.

And with more posts on this blog 🙂 Yanny’s journey continues.

 

2018. The year of lessons.

 

D2L-Year-in-Review-2018-Blog-Banner-1400x400If I would describe 2018 in one word it would simply be :a lesson. It’s been one of the most beautiful but challenging years of my life. One that helped me discover myself and the people around me. It had everything:love, sorrow, happiness, friends , work, achievements and the most important: life lessons.

It made me realize that who is supposed to stay in our life will do it, who is not will leave. No matter how much you want someone, if it’s not meant to be it won’t. It’s been like a storm sometimes, but the sun was always turning up.

I had the chance to give up my old job, do new courses, develop myself, gaining strength to open the blog and share my stories. I lost people that I loved and wanted, been betrayed and abandoned, but all of this just helped me to become stronger and to stand up for myself. I learned to appreciate more the people that really care for and always supported and loved me. I stopped listening to others and be controlled by what people have to say about my decisions. I have discovered how to seem in the front of others when I was dying inside. I moved on.

New year, new projects, new desires. New ME.

If I would have to make a top 5 lessons of 2018, it would be like this:

  1. Never let yourself or your dreams down by anyone. 

You only have 1 life. For a long time, I left my parents or friends to have a say in my decisions. This year taught me to be more independent and follow my dreams and make my own decisions. My life, my choices.

2. Everything happens for a reason

It’s been a tough lesson to learn. People will come to your life:some will stay, some will leave. Don’t try to keep the ones who want to go. Don’t fight for them. If they are meant to be in your life, they will be back .If not, no. Everything happens for a reason.

3. Not everything is what it seems.

For almost 3 months I believed in a person who seemed perfect for me. He ended up being unworthy. It’s been so sad to move on from this, but it only made me realize that I am stronger than I thought. And I deserve better. Someone who really loves me and won’t dump on Christmas.

4. Be more positive and appreciate what I have and achieved until now.

2018 it’s been really funny, with lots of new destinations, travel and holidays. New experiences, new people, new things to learn. I learned to be more grateful for everything I have and understand that life is not always pink. It’s a carousel. Up and down.

5. Family and friends are everything.

The most important lesson of 2018 was that you are the wealthiest person if you have the ones you love healthy and next to you. Even though sometimes we are far away from our friends or family, we always know that we have a place called HOME. With people who will do everything for us and support us in hard times.

 

When crossing the line, 2018 was an amazing year. A year to remember. But 2019 is coming. With more hope, love ,new projects and new lessons. Let’s hope for a better year, for a more peaceful and happier year.

Thank you all who have been part of my journey this year. Wish you all the best and a prosperous and happy New Year. See you next year with more stories and experiences. So please continue to be part of Yanny’s Journey 🙂

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!! 🙂

 

 

 

Why do we prefer to run from everything instead of facing it?

Today is about one of the greatest lessons someone can learn and that is to stop running and take responsibility for his/her actions. Nowadays, we are so used to take a short way and run if we feel something is too much that we forget how to face the ugly when it comes and maintain the human relationships. We are getting used to this since we are kids. In order to avoid being in trouble and receiving punishment, we prefer to act as nothing happened and throw the guilt on someone else.  Then , when we become adults, we keep the same template: job mistake ? not me…. failure? not me…. relationship not working? his/her fault.Not mine. It’s never us. Instead of understanding our faults and trying to deal with them, we choose to be the victims and wait for someone else’s support.

If people would understand to communicate and be more caring towards each other, this world would be a way better place to live. In my country, there is a saying : “No matter what,always leave room for hello”. How it would be if instead of leaving a person who truly loves us because of stupid things, we would try to find a solution and trying to make the relationship work and not replacing that person immediately “just because it didn’t work”? Or if we would understand that maybe we were wrong with our friends and having the courage to sorting it? Why do we lose important people in our life because of stupid things and running from responsibilities? Is it human nature?Education? Fear of not hurting the others?

Maybe one day we will change. Or we will learn from our mistakes. But what if we lose those people for good? What if is it too late and no turning back? We should appreciate and fight for everything we have . Don’t let people who truly love and care for you go. Stay, listen and talk. Do things together. Dream and make plans. Love and be loved. Because is the most beautiful thing it can happen to you.

How being bullied can completely change your life. Part 2.

It was 2010. The year when everything changed. There was a new English teacher coming to the class. S liked her since the first time she entered the room and the feeling was mutual. During one of the lectures, one of the boys verbally attacked S again. And it was for the first when someone defended her. The teacher stood up for S and told the guy to leave the room. S finally felt protected and thought that maybe if she will tell her teacher about what was going on, she may be able to give S an advice or help her. That discussion took place and not only that it helped S to be more confident about herself but also helped her open with her parents. It was one month left until S was becoming an adult. She was turning 18. But compared to her colleagues, she didn’t want any party, she just wanted a small reunion with her family. However, her parents decided to take her on a surprise holiday in Turkey. 2 weeks to spend with her parents and discover Turkey.

During the time in Turkey, S finally decided to open up and explain the situation to her parents. Everything. Step by step. My parents wanted to take me out of that class and move me to another one. But I had only one year left so in the end, I stayed in that class. But the things changed. At the beginning of the last year in high school , S changed completely. After 18 years, her parents decided to buy her a dog. It was the best present ever. That dog mentally helped S more than anything . The little friend gave S so much confidence and puppy love that she couldn’t have asked for more. S started to get out, go for walks, meet new dog owners and so on.

And the things were getting even better. One night, during dinner time, her father asked her if she would want to go and study at the university abroad. It was the moment when her life changed forever. She started to apply for uni, got accepted at 3 and pushed herself for 1 year to be sure she will have the chance to change her life. There were voices saying she won’t be able to do it, but she proved everyone wrong. She didn’t help her colleagues anymore, focused on herself and didn’t let anyone, anymore  put her down. It was her moment. And she made it. She forgot about the suicide thoughts but she is still having sometimes small panic attacks and anxiety.

As I previously said, this is a true story. And I wanted to share it with you to make you understand that there is always a way. Don’t feel ashamed to ask for help. You are not alone. Don’t let anyone make you feel worthless. Just stand up and show your true value. Suicide is NOT a solution. Don’t give up on your dreams and life just because some assholes don’t have anything better to do than making fun of yourself.  You can do it!

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Is childhood a piece of heaven?

Hello again. As I said in my first post, today will be about childhood.Being one of the most important period of our life, childhood is the main point in helping us to develop as human beings.Is the stage when you discover games, friends and learn how to take care of yourself. But what happens when you discover that childhood is not great for everyone? When you realise that not having the toy or the gadget you wanted is nothing compared to a kid who has nothing to eat or play with? This post is about this: the good and the bad of childhood.

I was born in 92 , in a small city, without having any brothers or sisters. Being the first niece of the family, I was raised as a spoiled child.  My parents and grandparents were buying me everything I wanted (based on their possibilities) and made sure I was OK all the time. I had the privilege of being part of the last generation who had real childhood, with no gadgets like tablets, Iphones or anything like that. Nope. My childhood meant going out in the morning and coming home in the night. Lots of games, excursions, and laughs. Running in the rain,climbing the trees, hiding everywhere and looking for new things to learn. Pure happiness. I was having 2 teams: one younger than me( I was the leader) and one older (I was the youngest and everyone protected me). Both teams had some of the most fantastic people I’ve met in my entire life. They were funny, caring and we were there for each other all the time. We were going in house just to eat. Afterwards back to play, discover the world and make memories. The worst part was when our parents were calling us. As during the holidays I was staying mainly with my grandparents as there were my friends,my grandfather was always threatening me that if I don’t go in , he will call my parents ( that was the sign that he had enough and I really had to go back in ). There were neighbors hating us as we were way too loud and were running everywhere and disturbing them. I remember that once, because of the old ladies complained with our parents because she couldn’t stay on the bench outside and chat with her friends due to us, the guys from the old team stole it and hanged it out on a tree.

However, as the time was passing we were starting to understand things: that life is not only pink and not everyone has the chance to be raised in a loving family. Being a spoiled kid was also a negative thing because I was starting to think that I deserved everything and everyone was supposed to take care of my needs and fulfill my requests. Up to a point. Every summer holiday I was going at least one month ( there were 3 months of summer holidays) to see my aunt and her family. She is living in a small village and working in a kindergarten. It was 2004 when I had one of the biggest wake up calls of my life and the moment when I stopped to think only of myself and make other kids feel bad because they didn’t have what I was having. One morning, my aunt told me to go and help her with the kids. She was having  kids aged between 5-6. What could have gone wrong? Everything. I entered the class and there were 7 kids already. I started to play with them. They looked dirty.. 😦 I tried to be as nice and friendly as possible and started to teach them games. When the lunch break came, I realised that there were kids with no food. Their parents didn’t give them anything to eat. I was having a pack of cookies and sandwiches made by my aunt. That moment was the first time I understood life was not fair. They were kids. I was a kid. But they were suffering and I was happy.  No clean clothes, no hygiene and no food…. Welcome to the real world. I gave them my food and saw a smile on their face. The saddest thing was that one of them asked what was that black thing in the cookies? It was chocolate… When I came back home, to my friends, I learned to appreciate everything I had at its real value, been closer to the people who weren’t as lucky as I was and gave more to those who didn’t have.

Nowadays, I see many kids addicted to gadgets with no real childhood. I don’t see kids playing outside anymore, no more laughs or jokes, no more hide & seek players or games creators. The times changed, people changed, but the question stays. Where is the childhood? Why do we choose to put the childhood in an Ipad than making lifetime memories? Where are the parents cursing around that kids are staying too much outside and the kids creating friendships?

In the end, I can say that I have been blessed to have an amazing childhood with lots of memories. What about you? Was childhood a piece of heaven for you?

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The Journey Begins

Welcome and thanks for visiting my blog!

This blog is about a journey. A journey called life. You, my visitor, will find posts related to everything life has to offer: good and bad experiences, travel stories, lessons and all the little things that make this journey beautiful. I will be more than happy to hear your stories too and learn new things.  The aim of this blog  is to underline the way people and decisions affect us by going from pure happiness to depression and vice versa , the importance of  life lessons  and how traveling can improve a person’s life. The next post will be about childhood and how this was one of the most important period of my life .So stay tuned and be part of Yanny’s journey.cropped-architar2015