Not really sure what I want to write today.
As I was writing down my affirmations in my checklist, it crossed my mind to write something about how “the world ruined me” and how I was going to overcome that. What I realized is that, A) I’m waaaaaay to dramatic and B) Nothing and no one ruined me; I ruined me, or I allowed myself to be ruined. Incidentally, I don’t really think I’m ruined, damaged maybe, but not ruined. I’m not even sure I’m damaged anymore, maybe at one point I was, but definitely not anymore.
ANYWAY. What I realized is that the second I stopped blaming everyone/everything else, I took control of my life. It was really that simple. As long as I was blaming circumstances, or other people, or situations, or whatever, the only way to get “better” was to wait for those things to improve/change (which, they may or may not ever actually get better or change). However, when I realize it’s my own reaction to those actions that I completely control, I’ve made every action insignificant.
It’s like this: If always park my car under a tree and then get mad at the birds every morning because they poop on my car, it’s my own fault. If I take control of the situation and park somewhere else, then I’m no longer mad at the birds. Who knows, maybe they were mad at me for parking under their tree.
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That's funny Jerry!
The birds was a great ending line. You should be a writer! Great post!
You are right on