I had a conversation recently that struck me pretty hard in
the face, and it made me realize something: I have forgotten who I am.
Kind of a crap ton of bricks in a bag thrown across the face, eh?
Kind of a crap ton of bricks in a bag thrown across the face, eh?
I remember my name. And I remember my birthday and semi-important
facts like that, sure. But over the last two years, I have lost
myself. So really it isn’t so much a forget, but a loss.
Which in reality, it is probably both.
Both lost and forgotten
Both lost and forgotten
Me. Who is me? Who am I? What do I stand for? What do I
value? What do I like? What makes me, me??
Where am I? What am I doing? Where am I going?
WHAT IS GOING ON!?!?!
Where am I? What am I doing? Where am I going?
WHAT IS GOING ON!?!?!
For a time I had struggled with that, but I was still able
to understand the basic meanings. I could walk into a room and be confident. I
could walk in, totally unknown to everyone and to the situation, take it by the
seams and understand. I could take it and run with it. Pun intended. I was able to find
success and happiness. It was attractive for other people. I attracted like minded people and wanted to be with them. And we had ideas and plans and lives to live.
I was confident in my beliefs, in my morals, in my values. And
then…
Honestly, I don’t know what happened. I started to let it all slide. I
began to question everything I was doing and who I was acting like, but I
wasn’t doing anything about it. I was changing and I was not stopping myself.
Before I go into way too much detail and information (OVERSHARE), I will
just jump ahead.
I decided to just BE HAPPY. I know, novel concept
right?
Well I made a list. What are things that make me happy? What
are things that make me unhappy?
So simply the conclusion becomes: get rid of the unhappy. There is no reason to be
so. Everyday you get up and be is a good day.
Everyday you wake up is a day to be thankful.
Everyday you wake up is a day to be thankful.
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