The Leya Experience #14 | the failure I see

my heart for Spain

Somehow I feel like a failure. Like someone who doesn’t own the life she has. Everything I was, didn’t mean anything. It was stupid thinking my wigs would have some meaning. It was terrible and selfish, I don’t want to be this person anymore.

Last week we witnessed the horrible floods in Spain on the news. First I didn’t realize what was happening and I realized I didn't know anything. It’s not the floods, it’s everything that is responsible for the actions before, during and after the horrific disaster. 

The people are devastated, in pain, they are lost and have every right to scream to the people they consider responsible for their situation. Even though a king, a queen and a president aren’t personally responsible, they represent the authorities of their country. Right now, unfortunately, they represent the disaster at this moment.

Those who show themselves as the owners, even though others may think they are not, are the ones who will be yelled at when everything falls apart. As far as I could see, the King and Queen, talked, listened, tried to comfort those in grief, anger and pain after enduring and witnessing the horrors in Valencia.

I feel like a failure, because all I can do is watch. I feel like a failure, because all I can do is write. I hope these words awaken those who didn’t watch. Awaken when you think your life is devastating. Awaken and realize, destruction happens and the world needs to see this. We can’t look away and escape into so called glitter and parties, that’s what they want us to do, so the authorities won’t be confronted about their own failure. So the authorities aren’t confronted about the actions they didn’t do and should have done.

The world fails us, so we need to scream. We need to awaken them, we can’t sit back and think everything is fine, because it’s not. For me the wigs, the party’s, dancing, it has no meaning anymore. No, I won’t quit, the meaning will just be empty, because I won’t be distracted anymore. My eyes are wide open, for those who stay silent.

All my love for Spain,

Leya