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No right to rest"
This is really a bad one...
When I was a teenager, we have been to a camping in Italy with my family. That evening, father, mother, twin sister and I went to a restaurant, outside of the camping to eat pizza and pasta... Hmmm... Holidays...
Holidays were quite a relative "calm" period, in contrast with the rest of the year, taking the parental suffering on my back (...)
This evening, we sat at the restaurant, and a young waiter came by for our order. My mother eventually asked him what he was doing, if he was living here, etc... He told her, as far as I can remmeber, that this was a "holiday job" and that his town of origin was another one, not close to the see.
Then, my mother told me "See this brave guy... Why wouldn't you do like him? Wouldn't you do such kind of activity, so that you might enjoy sea at the end of your work..."
At that time, it was not usual for me to say "no, I do not think so, because..." to my parents.
She just smashed the concept of holidays, she rottened the only relaxing moments in the year... There were no issue now. No "place to be safe". That was it. This was the night the "evil" took hold of the last castle: holidays. Then, they would be no rest at all. Because outide holidays, my mother would be so preoccupied about "life is hard", etc...
What made me remember of this event is that soon after the waiter went out, I suddenly had a terrible headache, and eventually went back to the camping, alone, to sleep, and took my first pain killer. And this headache... It was not common. It is the same as today, when I work too hard when recovering memories. maybe this made averything come to my memory.
I was young, and terribly wounded by the behavior of my parents up to this day. This was the summum.
My mother instilled the concept of "working during holidays", and because of the "narcissic breach", I could not do anything else but "trust this concept". This went inside me, and up to today, I have never really allowed myself to "rest in peace".
The concept of "necessary relaxing" was then not allowed to myself. Until today (technichally yesterday, as I discovered this little rattle snake...). And today, I see that living the moment for what it is is good... For example even when walking outside to go to work might be only this: "walking outside". But I used to do all kind of intellectual things, trying to scan all the surroundings, explain everything, just because of "the need of doing something".
Today it is hard for me to go to sleep and just tell myself "okay, let me enjoy a good rest"..
I am lucky I did not die!
Worst of the worst? I eventually did a hotel school and today... I am a waiter
EDIT: A better name for this program might be "
working during rest"