The Choice is Yours
These are just some thoughts that have been rattling around in my head lately. Hope no one is offended.
Everyone here has been dealt a bad hand. At some point most of us had or will have to make a choice to be a victim or a survivor. I chose, along time ago, to be a survivor. Unfortunately, it is a lot easier to be a victim. But the rewards of surviving are great. Life can be an incredible gift, but only if you choose it to be. I have days/weeks/months when I slip back into victimhood, but overall I am a survivor and I thrive.
I know this may sound sick to many of you, but in a way I am thankful that I was abused both sexually and physically. These experiences and the path that I have followed in recovery have made me a better person than I would have been. Let me explain what I mean... Have you ever known someone that had a great childhood, great parents, great siblings, successful career, etc? In my experience people like this are boring and uninformed. I have a coworker like this. He is unaware of the number of children that are abused, has no clue about the pervasiveness of spousal abuse, is bigotted (sp?), and intolerant. He stumbles through life with blinders on. His biggest concerns are if the Eagles are going to win or what weekends he should go to the NJ shore.
On the other hand, people that have known pain and adversity seem to appreciate life more and understand the woes of the world. I love that I am passionate about so many things. Passion is what makes life worth living. At first I became passionate about my recovery. Now I am passionate about protecting children from harm. I want to educate people about the pervasiveness of child abuse. I am passionate about my family. I can't wait to leave work every day so that I can get home and play with my boys and have some down-time with my wife. I am passionate about saving animals (I share this one with my wife). We have 7 rescued dogs and cats that rule our lives. The bottom line is that because of my passions, I love life. I was suicidal for years, now I can't even imagine feeling that way (even in bouts of depression).
You don't have to try to have bad things happen to you, but you have to work very hard to have good things happen to you. Maybe its not fair, but its reality. I will work hard to make good things happen in my life and I will savour those things. I will fight against the bad wherever and whenever I encounter it. I will try to not let negative emotions rule my life. I will tell the peolple that I love "I love you" so much that they may get tired of hearing it (they never seem to get tired of it). I will help others in any way that I can. I will love living.
I believe that those of us who have been at this surviving thing for a while (for me its been about 12 years) have an obligation to help people rise above victimhood by sharing our experiences and supporting in any way we can and I will attempt to fulfill this obligation.
Please guys, choose to survive. Fill your hearts with love so that it spills out on everyone you encounter.
Everyone here has been dealt a bad hand. At some point most of us had or will have to make a choice to be a victim or a survivor. I chose, along time ago, to be a survivor. Unfortunately, it is a lot easier to be a victim. But the rewards of surviving are great. Life can be an incredible gift, but only if you choose it to be. I have days/weeks/months when I slip back into victimhood, but overall I am a survivor and I thrive.
I know this may sound sick to many of you, but in a way I am thankful that I was abused both sexually and physically. These experiences and the path that I have followed in recovery have made me a better person than I would have been. Let me explain what I mean... Have you ever known someone that had a great childhood, great parents, great siblings, successful career, etc? In my experience people like this are boring and uninformed. I have a coworker like this. He is unaware of the number of children that are abused, has no clue about the pervasiveness of spousal abuse, is bigotted (sp?), and intolerant. He stumbles through life with blinders on. His biggest concerns are if the Eagles are going to win or what weekends he should go to the NJ shore.
On the other hand, people that have known pain and adversity seem to appreciate life more and understand the woes of the world. I love that I am passionate about so many things. Passion is what makes life worth living. At first I became passionate about my recovery. Now I am passionate about protecting children from harm. I want to educate people about the pervasiveness of child abuse. I am passionate about my family. I can't wait to leave work every day so that I can get home and play with my boys and have some down-time with my wife. I am passionate about saving animals (I share this one with my wife). We have 7 rescued dogs and cats that rule our lives. The bottom line is that because of my passions, I love life. I was suicidal for years, now I can't even imagine feeling that way (even in bouts of depression).
You don't have to try to have bad things happen to you, but you have to work very hard to have good things happen to you. Maybe its not fair, but its reality. I will work hard to make good things happen in my life and I will savour those things. I will fight against the bad wherever and whenever I encounter it. I will try to not let negative emotions rule my life. I will tell the peolple that I love "I love you" so much that they may get tired of hearing it (they never seem to get tired of it). I will help others in any way that I can. I will love living.
I believe that those of us who have been at this surviving thing for a while (for me its been about 12 years) have an obligation to help people rise above victimhood by sharing our experiences and supporting in any way we can and I will attempt to fulfill this obligation.
Please guys, choose to survive. Fill your hearts with love so that it spills out on everyone you encounter.