This is a time of year where you reflect on the past year and everything that’s happened to turn you into the person that you are today. With some recent hours spent on the road solo (if you don’t count cats as company ;)), I’ve had some time to think about the deep life things.
One of the things I was thinking about was the bad shit. Yes, the stuff that hurts and causes pain and just isn’t really that fun to deal with. No matter who you are, you deal with some bad shit in your life. Not everyone gets dealt the same cards, and I’m not quite sure why some people seem to have more of the bad to deal with than others — definitely doesn’t seem fair, but I guess you can say that’s life?
Cancer, death, divorce, car accidents, job loss, drugs, abuse, affairs, health problems, murders, etc., etc. I feel like there’s more to the list than I have there, but that’s about the gist of it.
Anyways, we all have bad stuff happen to us in our life. I think the thing I struggle with the most is figuring out how to recover from that. Obviously, it becomes part of your life story… and it defines you in the future. But it doesn’t have to be you.
Yes, when bad things happen, it becomes part of the fabric of our lives. It defines us as human beings, it changes us — most likely, hardening our soul a little bit and making us a bit more cynical. However, that being said, it doesn’t have to be your future. It doesn’t have to be your battle, day in and day out. You can’t change the bad shit, but you can change how it’s woven in your future story.
And I think it all comes down to my favorite thing: perspective. Perspective is everything. The bad shit wants to victimize us; to make us feel like we are less and like we don’t deserve what our future life holds.
Don’t let it.
Let it be what it is. The thing that happened in the past and turned you into the person that you are today. The stronger, more uniquely defined, a little more weathered and a lot more happy (can we turn that one Dr. Seuss quote around so it’s more like “don’t cry because it happened, smile because it’s over?”).
Because no matter what it looks like on the outside, bad shit happens to everyone. After all, scars are roadmaps to the soul.
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