Posted by Helena Smole in Other
on Oct 4th, 2022
Nowadays every fourth person in our Western civilization experiences mental illness. But maybe there is not more mental illness than years ago. Nowadays people are more likely to see a psychiatrist, in the old times they were more likely to self medicate with coffee, cigarettes and alcohol. Thus they never got into any statistics.
Yet, on the other hand, something is different today due to progress and better standard. Families compete with each other because we have more. There is competition instead of collaboration in the struggle for mere survival like in the old times. Thus people with no family...
Posted by Helena Smole in Improved self-image
on Jun 20th, 2022
I have met with my high-school classmates just recently. It was an anniversary of our graduation from the so-called International Baccalaureate Program. We told each other what kind of jobs we have naturally. I said I was a writer. Naturally. What else could I have said? Well, it’s not exactly a job. I am a financially supported wife. But it’s what I do.
Deep inside I have my doubts though. Am I really a writer? Well, I am writing this blog post, aren’t I? Does this make me a writer? Am I a bad writer? Do I really really suck as a writer? Maybe. But I try to do my best. Scout’s honor.
In the...
Posted by Helena Smole in Relationships
on Mar 28th, 2022
Isn’t it amazing how human beings can be so compassionate, kind, honest and people-loving. Yet, on the other hand, we can have really selfish and evil people on this blue and green planet. Both groups belong to the same species, the Homo sapiens. It does not make sense, does it? Well, maybe it does anyway.
Is it possible that there are simply two subspecies, equally well adapted? It would take a scientist to prove the hypothesis, but I as a total laywoman dare to formulate it. The good people may be as well adapted to life on Earth as the bad ones. It’s just that the way of adapting is...
Posted by Helena Smole in Relationships
on Mar 7th, 2022
Once upon a time there were two princesses, who were good friends. They were called Christina and Paula. They were married to identical twins named Chris and Paul. Each couple lived in a small castle, nothing ostentatious. There was a narrow passage between the two castles, which was a shortcut in comparison to the road connecting the two buildings. The tight path had a bench in the middle, where the two princesses met and confided in each other. Their meetings were regular, every day at one o’clock in the afternoon. When one was detained, the other one waited for a while and then returned to the...