Being minimalist is fabulous, it helps me focus on the most important thing in life, namely my inner peace. Although I do my best to avoid aspects and some of society's habits so as not to overwhelm myself, I still fight a battle with myself.
I can have everything tidy, feel the breeze lift the curtain in my room and take a deep breath, yet unwanted guests come into my mind and disturb me. Bad thoughts are like those rusty decorative ornaments that get in the way in a house. It is very easy for me to discard an object that is getting in the way but it is very difficult to get rid of some intruders in my mind that mitigate my peace.
Just yesterday a bad thought lodged in my head that was making a lot of noise and sabotaging my life. I had already had this blatant guest for several days but I had been able to cope with it to some extent. However, yesterday I was not so strong and this one gained strength at the expense of my vulnerability. So I took drastic measures.
Fighting a mental parasite requires action, the thing is that it dominates me when I am at rest, somewhat vulnerable and the least I want to do is fight it. So it takes a mammoth effort to give it the lunge it deserves. Movement works for me, so with all my strength I got dressed and left the house. Before that I prepared my small wallet to carry my identity papers and left even though my legs hurt like hell. By the way, my legs are the most affected when I have to deal with these situations.
When I left the house I got a friend with his motorcycle, I greeted him, talked to him for a while and then I walked down a long street that gave me space to concentrate on other things that would make the mental parasite lose strength. This is the key point, to concentrate on something else but outside my house, because if I stay there, the boxing ring favors bad thoughts.
In the evening I met some friends and was entertained by a beautiful girl who made me laugh with her witticisms. Friends in that time that I went for a walk and talked with other people my enemy became invisible. I returned home and my legs still hurt but my mind was calmer. So it was a success because if my mind is calm I have the strength to deal with other things.
I would love to tell you that I am immune to bad thoughts but I am not, techniques like these I will be carrying out frequently to do mental hygiene and not let myself be overcome by bad thoughts.
Life is beautiful and will continue to be if I am the one in control of my entire being, control that I am not willing to yield to anyone and less to a thought, my mind is empowered from time to time trying to give me a coup but I will neutralize it because I am the owner of my body, so I am the one in charge.
The photos are my own, taken with a Realme 7i.