
Dec 14, 2022, 07:58 PM
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Member Since: Jul 2019
Location: Downtown Vibes, California
Posts: 15,701
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I understand, owl. I do. The hurt and the absurdity. The bitterness that seeps in. I'm struggling with those feelings a lot this season. Frankly, it's scaring me. I do not want my life to spiral down into being a withdrawn, bitter old woman, filled with regrets, rotten at the core.
I don't want my last thoughts and my last breath to be that way.
Comparison. When we compare "me" to "you" we have immediately bought trouble. Example: The second you mentioned "phone" given the crap state I've been in this season, my thought was, "What's she complaining about?! I don't even own a decent cell phone! The only thing I can use my old pos phone for is a roadside emergency! Not only can't I afford one, I wouldn't know how to use it if I could afford one! Boy, how I'd love to be able to take pictures like everyone else does with a phone. But no! I can't, because I don't have a phone! And it's so embarrassing, too. Sheesh, that owl sure doesn't count her blessings!"
See how fast comparisons can get really, really ugly? Envy just bursts forth and bang! I'm all bitter and nasty and my night is ruined and just forget it all because who cares, I might as well die, it all stinks.
And I sit here feeling awful. This is most definitely not how I want to feel.
Am I making sense at all?
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