What a day...
Definitely one for the category of 'I had no idea when I got up this morning'.
Yesterday was not such a good day. Woke up pretty depressed this morning and had snatches of a song playing through my head - two lines in particular. The song was 'greatest love of all'.
The two snatches playing through my head were 'the greatest love of all' and 'no matter what they take from me, they can't take away my dignity'. I couldn't figure out why, and hearing the snatches made me sad and I couldn't pin it down.
Then on the train on the way to work, something clicked. The acting out, this thing that cuts me, that shames me, is not of me. It was something someone else did. It was not my choice, it was not something I wanted. Getting to the core of it: It was not of me.
A very subtle but incredibly important distinction.
I don't know if the acting out will return now. But one thing I do know. It will never hold the same power over me again. Because it is not of me.
Then, I get into work and get called into the managers office. I'm supposed to be on probation until august (new job). And got told that effective the next paycheck, I'm being given a 20% raise. Because, in his view, I'm too valuable to them.
Part of my mind is still staring slack jawed at the day I've just had, going 'huh?' because it hasn't ever seen a day like this.
Dave
Yesterday was not such a good day. Woke up pretty depressed this morning and had snatches of a song playing through my head - two lines in particular. The song was 'greatest love of all'.
The two snatches playing through my head were 'the greatest love of all' and 'no matter what they take from me, they can't take away my dignity'. I couldn't figure out why, and hearing the snatches made me sad and I couldn't pin it down.
Then on the train on the way to work, something clicked. The acting out, this thing that cuts me, that shames me, is not of me. It was something someone else did. It was not my choice, it was not something I wanted. Getting to the core of it: It was not of me.
A very subtle but incredibly important distinction.
I don't know if the acting out will return now. But one thing I do know. It will never hold the same power over me again. Because it is not of me.
Then, I get into work and get called into the managers office. I'm supposed to be on probation until august (new job). And got told that effective the next paycheck, I'm being given a 20% raise. Because, in his view, I'm too valuable to them.
Part of my mind is still staring slack jawed at the day I've just had, going 'huh?' because it hasn't ever seen a day like this.
Dave