Let me tell you an uninteresting story.
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2015 had been particularly challenging for me, and was thus tagged by me as my journey to self. "These challenges are what makes me human", I thought, "I will fall time and again, but the most important thing is that I rise at the end."
This should have been laudable. It turns out it was laughable instead.
I finally did an end-of-year retreat in December, 2015 and read the said journal. Guess what I discovered?
2015 was my year of journey to self. So was 2014. And 2013. And 2012. Every time, I'd tag a year, forgetting that the foregoing year had borne that same tag. To top it off, I was going into the year 2016 with EXACTLY the same challenges that I had been facing since 2012.
I had finally discovered myself and the girl I met was a nightmare.
What scares me most though is that I could have gone on without knowing. I would have continued to lie to myself and would have felt no qualms about it because I would have been unaware of the erosion I was causing to the very self I was trying to find.
God is amazing.
I chose not to make new year resolutions. I knew I wouldn't keep them. Instead, I am taking each day at a time, each week, each month, planning ahead, taking stock after. I am working hard to make sure that the next time I look into that mirror, it would reflect the self that I have chosen, not the self that I let myself become.
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I learned that the hard way. Do learn from my mistakes.
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