A Lot Can Change in A Year.  Or Not.  (Thoughts for When You Feel Misunderstood)

About a year ago, I was reading a blog in which the author made a recommendation to her readers to “soften.”  I’m pretty sure she didn’t mean to do so by eating excessive amounts of peanut butter- although I may have tried it ahem, tossed that idea around.  I believe she meant to soften in regards to how we interact with others.  You know… trust people, show them compassion, forgive them, smile, be vulnerable, look for the good.  

*vomits in mouth*

Soften????  Uh, no thank you.  I’ve been through some shit.  I have walls up.  I don’t need anyone.  I lift heavy weights.  No one gets me.  Softening is the last thing I’m willing to do.  Oh, and fuck off.”

You see, this idea was not acceptable to me.  I was going through a time when I felt utterly and completely misunderstood.  Behind all my walls, I was terrified to soften.  Because that meant looking at myself and others through a different lens.  It meant agreeing to face my demons and admit my flaws.  It meant choosing to believe that I am in charge of whether or not I’m happy – that other humans are just doing their best and are not to blame for my circumstances.

I don’t know the exact moment I began to disarm and look on the bright side but eventually and very gradually, I did.  (It had a lot to do with this book.)  To make that mental shift was the best decision ever.  It was magical. 

  • I gained new friends who had been through similar circumstances and could support and teach me. 
  • I gained inspiration to start a blog and begin coaching. 
  • I gained deeper relationships with old friends who hadn’t given up on me. 
  • I gained skills and tools that help me confront challenges rather than hide behind my walls. 
  • I gained a new appreciation for my hometown, my clients, and my loved ones. 

 

It wasn’t about becoming delusional or deliriously happy.  It was about consciously searching out reasons to be grateful.  And dammit, I found them.  A ton of them.

Choosing to move on from past hurts doesn’t make you naive, clueless, or stupid.  It doesn’t make you weak.  It opens up your world.

Right now, what does your world look like?  I’ll tell you:  It looks exactly like you expect it to.  You can choose to believe that people are evil, disgusting, twisted, and out to get you… OR you can choose to believe that people are good, loving, compassionate, and doing the best they can.  Either way, they’ll prove you right.

Remember that you’ll always find what you’re looking for.  If a person were to look for nastiness, deceit, insecurity, and jealousy in me, they’d undoubtedly find it.  I know because I found those things when I decided to take a good hard look at myself.  Ouch.  But I also found humor, love, strength, empathy, and determination.  And those are the things I’ve chosen to build on.

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The other day I was talking to my brother about my next business venture and comparing it to a past one.  He said, “This time will be even better because you’re doing it without the chip on your shoulder.”  #littlebrospeaksthetruth

A lot can change in a year.  You could be in a new headspace with a lighter heart, a cheerful attitude, encouraging friends, and fresh perspectives. 

…Or nothing can change in a year.  You could be in the same headspace, with the same bitterness and distrust you had before, waiting for others to say they’re sorry or to take away your pain.

Life is short.  I’d rather be in charge of my own happiness.  

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Simmer Down Wonder Woman. You’ve Got Things to Do.

“OMG what would I do without you????”  <—…is very predictably the way I end EVERY SINGLE CONVERSATION with my accountant.  In case you hadn’t noticed, my brain is a bit more… whimsical? …than my mathematically gifted friend’s.

*pauses to stare at houseplant and daydream for 45 seconds*

Yes, I could force myself to sit down, crunch numbers for hours, and get the job done.  But why the hell would I do that when someone else can do the same thing for me in a matter of minutes?  It’s not about whether or not I would do a good job; it’s about whether or not it’s my passion, my mission, my contribution, my Thing that I have to offer the world.

 

Taxes are not my Thing.  I need prefer help with those.

“But I just hate asking for help,” says, uh, Every Woman I’ve Ever Met.

Why, though?  Why why why?  (Seriously.  I’m actually asking this.  Because I say it too.)  Why do we all feel the need to be Wonder Woman?  To do it all AND to pull it off with grace and style?  Why not feel free to focus on what we do well and allow others to fill in the cracks?  When I’m running around like a damn fool trying to do my own bookkeeping, cook my own gourmet meals, design my own killer workouts, paint my own toenails, fix my own website issues, or change my own oil (just kidding- I would never even attempt that last one), I come fairly close to losing my mind!  At this point, it becomes necessary to remind myself, “ZOOK!!! You have humans in your life who can help you with each and every one of those things!!!”

“Well, I just don’t like to inconvenience anyone,” is the inevitable next phrase from Every Woman I’ve Ever Met.

Here are my responses to that:

  1. If you are paying someone for their services, you are not an inconvenience.  Hire someone to clean your house, plan your workouts, or design your t-shirts.  It’s their Thing and it’s how they earn their living.  You’re helping each other.
  2. “No.”  It’s a word that other humans are free to use if they can’t or don’t want to help.  Trust that they will use it.
  3. Do you feel good when you are contributing?  Silly question.  Of course you do.  Well guess what?  So does everyone else.  Unless you are dealing with a self-absorbed egomaniac, other humans will be more than happy to lend a hand or share their expertise if they are able.  If they aren’t able, see #2.

 

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We live in a magical system of give and take.  Yet, we find it so difficult to participate.  Maybe it will help to remember that THE WORLD HAS A DEEP HUNGER for whatever that special thing is you have to offer.

*pause*

…because holy shit that’s powerful.  There is a void you are here to fill.  But you can’t offer your Thing if you’re trying to do everybody else’s Things, right?  In fact, maybe you’ve been so busy trying to do everything you haven’t even had time to figure out what your Thing is yet!  (If that’s the case, much more on that will be coming in the future.)

 

 

I love talking to people about muscles and health and stuff.  I love reading and writing.  I love helping people scheme and troubleshoot life’s conundrums.  Those are my Things.  I’m not all that great at doling out hugs, staying organized, choosing stylish outfits, or staying on top of social media.  (And thank the Universe I’m not responsible for raising any children.)  But I’m not worried about not doing it all, because I am surrounded by mind-blowingly gifted and capable individuals (ahem, YOU) who are more than able to pick up the slack.  

Thanks everyone, for making my world magical.  Really.  What would I do without you?

 

 

Posts In Which I Have Said the Exact Same Thing Using Different Words:

Why Competition is a Waste of Time, Talent, and Energy

Go Ahead, Show Off!  (3 Reasons You NEED to Share Your Talents)

 

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Crap-Ass Massages, Fake Peanut Butter, and Why I Don’t Do Zumba

You’re Not Lazy.  Quit Feeling Guilty.

 

Well, Shit.  (When You’re Faced With the Same. Crap. Repeatedly.)

I know how to lose weight. 

That is, I know how to force it off of my body.  I’ve done it many, many times since middle school.  The process goes like this:

  1. Notice self gaining weight.
  2. Motivate self with negative talk.
  3. Punish self by cutting calories, cutting carbs, and beating body up at the gym.
  4. Lose weight.
  5. Feel exhausted, deprived, and depleted.  Gain weight back and return to step 1.

 

Ok, maybe it’s an effective-ish process.  The pounds come off, don’t they?  But how many times must we cycle through?  And at what cost to the metabolism, self-esteem, and psyche?  (Not to mention the new clothes budget…)  This is a very 1.0 way to deal with issues.  How to get it to stop?  Answer:  It takes the 2.0 version of lifestyle changes.

“2.0?”

Yep.  

2.0 is when we step into our power.  Ask the tough questions.  Grab a shovel (maybe even a backhoe), and start digging through all our shit.


1.0
is losing weight (only to gain it back and then some).

2.0 is uncovering and dealing with the emotions that caused you to gain it in the first place.

1.0 is getting a massage (only to be sore in all the same spots in a few days).

2.0 is taking stock of which muscles are always tight and making changes to your movement patterns, posture, and workouts accordingly.

1.0 is getting out of an abusive relationship (only to end up with a new abuser – or even the same one again).

2.0 is digging deep to see what part of you allowed that relationship into your life.

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Time to mix up a different milkshake honey.

1.0 is getting out of your comfort zone (only to hop right back in once it becomes unpleasant).

2.0 is analyzing why you crave security and a safety net so badly.

1.0 is smiling and nodding, grinning and bearing (only to find yourself overlooking the same discomfort time and time again).

2.0 is opening up to your partner/friend/parent about how you don’t see eye-to-eye on certain subjects.

1.0 is putting a band-aid over your gaping wound.

2.0 is cleaning, dressing, stitching it up, and allowing it to heal.

As you can see, 2.0 is more work and more time-consuming.  My wise friend Caroline always says, “You’ve got to sit in your own shit long enough for it to stink.”  In other words, you’ve got to get uncomfortable.  So uncomfortable that you no longer want the 1.0 quick-fix.  Because once you spend the time and energy to clean up and clear out, you’re shiny and new.  Free.

 

Also, I’ve had a long-time crush on Mike Rowe.  Seems relevant.

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