No choice to be made

It’s been a while again. I’ve had a period when I haven’t really felt like being in “activist mode”, and thereby not felt like I have much to say on the blog. I’ve been preoccupied with a lot of other things, both in a positive and negative way.

Sometimes we really let the wrong things take over, things that should not even be allowed into our lives in the first place. There’s been a lot of that lately, I’ve been fighting with myself the past months and it takes a lot of strength to do so. Not much is left for the things that really matter.

Sometimes we also need a break from the things that matter the most to us, just so that we will have the strength to keep on believing in them for the long haul. Even though I never stop being an activist – I am an activist by just being me and making the choices I make – I sometimes have to take a step back and focus on something else. I don’t think I’m the only one who needs to do this. It’s important to fight for what you believe in, but there’s no point fighting so hard that it kills you. No one will benefit from that – not you, and not the cause you are fighting for.

When I was younger I used to be afraid that I would lose my passion when I get older. That I would just settle for a simple, “mainstream” life. I used to think that I have to make a choice between to extremes – having an ordinary family life and being an activist – but I don’t. They can work together, actually they probably balance each other, the passion and fighting on one end and the ordinary, day-to-day life on the other.

There’s no choice to be made.