Life is a journey that must be traveled no matter how bad the roads and accommodations.Oliver Goldsmith
While driving to work Monday morning, I was thinking about how life happens regardless of what we say or do. These thoughts were initiated by reflecting on some things that happened over the weekend – good and bad. What do you do when that force hits? Do you slow down or stop living? When situations and circumstances occur that rock you for a bit how do you handle it?
Since authentic is my word – I have to keep it real with myself. Herein lie my transparency and Truth (capitalized on purpose). This relates to my values and mindset as well. I am of the mindset that I have a responsibility to finish what I start in life.
There was a time when my self-esteem was at the lowest point possible. I made choices to forge relationships and compromised to be accepted by the people in my life. Looking back on it now, it was the same level of conviction to make those choices as I exercise now to make better choices. The only difference is the mindset I had then versus now.
I was young and impetuous. Although I was fairly educated and gainfully employed, there was a period in my late twenties and early thirties, prior to my son coming into my life, that I enjoyed an active nightlife at a neighborhood bar on the weekends. Drinking alcohol has never been a thing for me (even though both parents were heavy drinkers) – I just loved the music and the socializing.
Sometimes old mental tapes play and/or you are reminded by a present situation or circumstance that you are still experiencing the residue from the past. In that bar, I met many people and yet again changed the trajectory of my life. Some would argue that it was my trajectory all along.
As an adult, I realize that I was comfortable with chaos. Because I came from a very dysfunctional upbringing with alcohol, substance abuse, and domestic violence in the home, I had the wrong understanding of what to attract in my life. I was most likely bored by anything or anyone who walked a straight line. The crooked lines seemed so much more interesting then. Not so much now.
I know who I am today, and what I will and will not accept long-term, but it isn’t an easy task to overcome the residue of the past. The residue of poor choices is far-reaching. My values of forgiveness and helpfulness keep me connected to my past. I realize that now.
I too am a work in progress…
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