I know that I’ve said it before, but every time someone thinks that they’ve got me down, I end up bouncing back. It may look like I’m going down in flames, but, like that proverbial phoenix rising from the ashes, I am reborn, I come back better than before. Maybe I’m a T-1000?
Watching what is going on in my life, I am learning to spot people who seem to think that they know me, when they’ve got a warped view of who I actually am from a third party, and usually a third party who decided that they didn’t like it when I started to advocate for myself and refuse to indulge in triangulation, projection and what’s called DARVO.
I can’t control what others think of me. I can try to be the best person that I am and can be. But, as I’ve said before, someone can be the juiciest peach in the orchard and someone is always going to dislike peaches.
The past while I’ve been working on myself and dealing with stressors in my life. It’s not something that stops. It’s something that I’m doing to work on for the rest of my days. Personal improvement and all that, right?
All I can say is that even the people I see for my health have said that I’m resilient. That doesn’t mean that I’m inflexible. That I demand everything stay the same. No, it means that I adapt. Humans, as a species, hate change. We like it when things stay predictable. (Ok, there are some thrill seekers amongst us, but…) Sometimes that means I take a step back, then cry, scream, yell, get it all out in whatever form I need to, then I return to the issue or problem at hand with a fresh view of things and renewed energy.
In all the writing I’ve had to do, I’ve learned to keep a distance from the subjects. Even here. It’s something I’m working on. I’ll admit that. I’m trying to find a balance in being a person who is open and welcoming with my boundaries and wants/needs. It’s a learning process.
Until next time!