What am I really glad I learned before it was too late?
I am Nycka Nunes, a visual artist currently working with photography, 2D digital painting and digital collage, and in this blog I talk about my artistic work, what inspires me, what makes me reflect, about who I am and my lifestyle.
Something I was happy to realize in time to avoid mistakes that many people make is that love alone is not enough for any relationship, whether with family, friends or boyfriends/spouses. And not everything we think is love is.
If there is no respect, it is not worth it.
If there are significant incompatibilities, it is not worth it.
If one does not take care of the other, if one does not support the other and does not inspire the other to expand their horizons while feeling inspired by the other, it is not worth it.
If there is excessive control, it is not worth it.
Relationships are like team sports, such as synchronized swimming or pair figure skating. Each person has to do their part.
When a friend of mine was fighting breast cancer, I joined a group of women who were treating the disease to understand a little and be able to support her. In this group, some rejected me because I sometimes posted Buddhist encouragement in the same way that many posted Catholic/Christian encouragement, and they felt attacked instead of encouraged. And some others approached me and we created closer bonds. One of these women carried her family on her back before she got sick, she was the kind of woman who did everything at home, and when she got sick no one knew what to do. That had a big impact on me.
I've been working since I was 5 years old and I ended up being forced to believe that my value was in what I did because my maternal family never encouraged me to play, I only received demands, and in adulthood there came a point where this destroyed me and I had to rebuild myself.
After I moved from my hometown, I cultivated hobbies, like going to the movies, but some were more of a socially acceptable form of escapism. Reading, for a long time, was my drug... I read so I wouldn't have to talk to those unpleasant people on my mother's side of the family. I read because I didn't know what to do in a given situation and I had no one to talk to about it. I read non-stop because I felt lonely, even when I was surrounded by people, and books (and cats and dogs) always gave me good company.
When I met that woman, I started to rethink my belief about my worth, and although I like helping people, sharing experiences, etc., I don't want to be around anyone who only sees me as someone useful and when I need support or don't have money to have a coffee at the mall, I stop being an interesting friend and am left aside like an old toy. I ended up distancing myself from a lot of people because I saw that they saw me that way, not valuing me and even trying to belittle me, invalidating my feelings and my dreams. Unfortunately, both my friend and the lady who carried the family on her back passed away. And that reinforced my decision not to allow people with limited mindsets to affect my life.
I don't need to feel bad to see who truly supports me, but while everything is going well we can fool ourselves into thinking that everyone loves us, and that's not always true, as Leoni used to say in that brazilian song from when I was a teenager...
I have a friend from college who, even though I got first place in the entrance exam, encouraged me to study English. I've always liked foreign languages. My family was too repressive for me to have the courage to ask, because they never accepted anything that was important to me, but when he encouraged me, I asked and got it. This kind of friendship is important to me. We studied together frequently during college, until I dropped out to study advertising, and we keep in touch to this day. Those who support us encourage us to do things that we didn't have the courage to try, even though we wanted to. Things that will help us grow and broaden our horizons. Another friend, more recently, also encouraged me to let go of my work in fashion. He himself was in transition, wanting to leave the band where he was a guitarist, and today he is a photography assistant in the country where he lives, which I see as an incentive, because I also work with photography. Maybe I encouraged him, because when we started talking he was trying something else (singing), and when he posted some nature photos I was delighted. I really want to be able to work with him on some artistic projects in the future.
I like friends like that, who seek to grow, in the sense of expanding their horizons as human beings, and inspire me to grow too. Throughout my life, I have always been easy to make friends with everyone, and this experience of meeting that lady and going through difficulties after my maternal grandmother died, as a result of seeing that my entire maternal family saw me as an expense and not as a human being, as something that was only important if they could exploit me without giving me anything of value in return, ignoring everything that was important to me and overstepping my boundaries, made me rethink that, and today I am less cute, less friendly with people who have a victim mentality, controlling or anything that distances me from being who I am or vaguely reminds me of the toxic behavior of my relatives on my mother's side. I am more focused on those who want to grow and contribute to my growth.
If this text has in any way made you think, I would be very happy if you could contribute to the realization of my artistic projects, as a patron, sponsor, purchasing art that I have already created or hiring my services. Some of the works I have already created have love as one of the central themes and one of the projects currently open for financial contributions from individuals and companies has love as its central theme.
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Nycka Nunes
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