I have written several posts that didn't make the cut. I feel like I have been winding down my life. It started in July and bled over into August and now here were are in September.
I attribute this slump to the ending of something. I think it is a crash of sorts from the ending of my training period on the job. I am no longer in crisis everything feels too normal and dull. Living in crisis makes the days, weeks and months fly by with little time to live life deliberately. No time to ask yourself "Is this what I want to be doing?"
I realize this has been my problem all my life. The tragedy early in my life started me living in a crisis mode and this felt normal to me. Braving every storm and when there was no storm I created one. I would poke around at any ember until a fire broke out. I surrounded myself with people that carried matches in their back pockets. This has been my life and now that I have found peace I it feels unsettling.
Now my mind is unhappy with this and is bored and trying to create something anything to bring back the thrill that living in crisis gave me all those years. I have been getting over something as long as I can remember and now that I am finally over my past I feel unsure how to do it. Can I live my life without crisis?
Today is my birthday and naturally a time of reflection. I have felt the past few weeks like I don't matter to many people and that my life hasn't really made much of a difference. I blame only myself. I have been so lost in my own mind that I have made a lot of mistakes that can't be undone. My pain has made me selfish and I have been trapped in my mind for a lifetime.
Today I was surprised by the number of birthday wishes I received mostly from my co-workers and friends outside the program. I had the birthday song sang to me three times over the phone. This did lift my spirits.
My friends from the program are more like me and not too generous with there well wishing. I know it is a mirror for me. I was always this way I use to be more giving to the people in my life that were suppose to love me. I know now I was hoping they would show any evidence that they loved me in return but it never happened.
I had a void that needed filling and this was one way I tried to fill it. I wanted to be important to the people that were important to me. Their indifference just reinforced the truth I had in my heart that I wasn't important to them or anyone. I have continued this practice by indifferent to the people and family in my own life whom I claim to love. I can change this.
Every day I have a chance to decide again who I want to be. I can begin again today and decide to give in a loving and mature way without looking for something in return. I don't have to be the hurt child waiting to feel loved by another. I can love first without hesitation.
Today I can start again and be be generous with my love without the fear of being rejected. Happy birthday to me.