My day started out a little rocky. I wasn’t able
to sleep last night after I was shocked by a situation that had occurred earlier
in the day…shocked and hurt – not going to sugar coat it. I felt like my
feelings had been completely disregarded, which is never a good feeling no
matter who is the culprit – a co-worker, a friend, a family member, or just an acquaintance.
It hurts all the same. I felt as though this person absolutely disregarded any
effects their actions may have had on me.
Despite this, I was determined that I was going
to try and make the best of my day…that’s what I had decided to do – make the
best out of every day. The day was filled with these little reminders of this
situation that had hurt so much. Someone else would make a comment about
something and it would bring it right back up to the surface. Someone was
frustrated with something I was doing to try and help them, and the situation
was once again brought back to the forefront of my mind.
I continued to try creating these four positives.
I couldn’t. How terrible is this of me? I couldn’t do it. I tried really hard,
but I just couldn’t. It seemed like one of those days that all of the little
things were going to go wrong. And they were.
Now, after stewing over this situation that had occurred
earlier, I realized one very positive thing – I have the power to change this
situation. I do not have to let this add to the negatives that are going to naturally
occur.
So, I came home and I did some things for me. I created some positives even when I didn't think it was possible. I put on my favorite pair of sweatpants - yeah, that felt pretty damn good. I opened a bottle of wine, and I had no intentions of sharing. That felt pretty damn good. I read the book I have been working on. I napped - which I don't frequently get to do. And I decided, I am worth way more than what the situation which occured made me feel. I will never let anyone make me feel this way again. So, even though I tried so hard all day to create four positives, and didn't think it was possible, I eventually did it. And, not only did I do it, I think I found the best positive there was to find out of this situation. I found the empowerment I knew was hiding somewhere deep inside to say, "Hey, this isn't right. I shouldn't be treated this way."
I think my mom would be proud.
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