To those like me who think positively, we are still human and being ‘chucky cheese’ 24/7 sometimes leaves us as dry as the rind of a 50-year-old piece of Gouda.
As optimistic as we are, we still hit moments which leave us boiling like a kettle on steroids, and sometimes we need someone to switch off our mental ovens. This person was one of my fathers, Rowan. He was the coolant to my overheating engine which continued to vent about how unfair life was. Yes, I have those rare moments of universal cursing after being hit by the school-of-life stick. Sometimes life is hard and unfair, especially when you see others’ lives progressing easily, with every milestone of their life reached so quickly.
To you, they have it all, which is everything you want. And they achieved or received it so fast while you toddled along like a tortoise wondering when you would transform into the hare and win the race of life … or at least conquer your milestones. Milestones may be a house, a baby or money, etc.
And, sometimes to you, they achieved or gained this or that unfairly or undeservedly when you did more and ended up with nothing but wet tissues and red eyes.
And just before your kettle lid pops off, there’s that one calm statement that someone said that puts your thoughts into perspective. Rosie, as I call him, became the band-aid to a sore wound of mine which was exposed. He asked, “Are you making yourself available? Are you putting yourself out there, making yourself available to everything you want?”
I have always sweated blood and tears to get on in life. I have always been positive but maybe … just maybe … (having actually thought about it) I have not really built bridges to my goals or really made myself available for all I want, or really tried to get it.
By making yourself available, it’s asking whomever you believe in for that thing you want. For example, I’d love to have children and have been trying forever, but I have not gone for fertility treatment. I have not yet started on that bridge, so I actually can’t be upset about it.
Having heard this bit of wisdom, the venting ceased and was replaced by positivity. And so began my journey to complete a vision board and really think about what I wanted (my milestones) and whether or not I have done all I could to achieve them.
But I already know that I have not really started building some. So here’s to me building my bridges and making myself available, and asking for it.
Case in point, if you compare your life to others you’re doomed. Rather bless those who have what you desire. Thank them for reminding you of what your heart yearns for and keep striving for it.
Get a notepad and jot down how you have sabotaged your dreams, how you have lacked the building material for the bridges and then map out how you’re going to achieve your goals and milestones, thoroughly. Make yourself available, ask for it.
But if anger and resentment still fill you – vent, scream, cry. Then wipe the tears away and smile as you work towards what you want. Crawl out from living under the bridge, you’re not a troll from Three Billy Goats Gruff, and start building your own so you can get over it.
