Walking my road to recovery, I am learning so much about others and about myself. What a surprise to learn that I can be held hostage in a lonely, ugly place by my own thoughts. Believing that those thoughts were actually me; the person I am. Now, I realize that I have some control over those thoughts. By analyzing, considering, wrestling with that voice in my head, I can change those previously held beliefs and those destructive thoughts that were, so often, self sabotaging.
“There is nothing more important to true growth than realizing that you are not the voice of the mind - you are the one who hears it.”
― Michael A. Singer, The Untethered Soul: The Journey Beyond Yourself
Does everyone else just know these things and I am a later in life bloomer? Ah well, better late than never.
With each day that passes, this new way of thinking allows another measure of acceptance. Acceptance of this situation I am in, acceptance of a sick man who needs so much but is able to give almost nothing and, finally, acceptance of myself with all my many flaws. As a child of God, I know I am loved. Humbly asking God for the wisdom and desire to pass that unrestrained love onto the people that cross my path is my current job.
If you spend your time hoping someone will suffer the consequences for what they did to your heart, then you're allowing them to hurt you a second time in your mind.