Loving Myself and Fighting My Pattern…
Sitting at my desk, normally bright eyed and bubbly, I am haunted with the idea of regret. The ideas of yesterday and the longing for what has already come to past. I know that this isn’t a place that one should live, nor reside in for long, as we all know, we cannot change what has come to past. However I can’t help but feel a sense of let down by myself. That feeling that I didn’t do all that I know I am capable of. This makes me feel empty and hollow inside.
Knowing that time stands still for no-one, I fear that today and tomorrow this feeling will remain. What a waste of life, if I don’t fulfill my potential. All that I know I can achieve. I mean, have you ever had that feeling that overwhelms, that you know you are capable of so much more, but still you remain in this circle of repetitive existence. Work, home, friends, and family. Over and over again. Now normally I would relish this and don’t get me wrong, I love it secretly, but I also long for that excitement. The adventure of life. Walking on the edge.
Is this me feeling a little old?
Is this me, missing my youth or at least that feeling of not having to take life seriously?
Maybe it’s a sign I am not living or at least I have become a bit complacence. I know this feeling stems from somewhere and I HATE IT. This means I need to bring change. I need to bring my A-Game! I know that there is so much life to still live. Maybe my years before were so drained I have forgotten that inner joy within me. The one that bursts with life and adrenaline.
I guess this is also why I started my blog. I want to do things differently. I know I struggle with consistency and commitment to see things through. I often pick up new fads and find myself switching between things. I have previously been a serial job hopper and generally find it hard to stay rooted. I have moved more than twenty times in my life and FOUR times in the last FIVE years. Life has thrown me some unbalance but I guess I need to focus on staying grounded in the midst of turbulence. I know within me there is greatness. You may not see it immediately, but I know deep down inside the core of my soul that I am not living to my full potential. I am existing and not utilising the gifts and blessings I have been granted with. I want more but not because I am materialistic or desire monetary rewards, but that feeling of completion! Like I feel a sense of satisfaction, that I have completed a task and met myself! I have Met Myself!!!
I recently started running and I actually love it. I don’t know why or how that even happened, as I previously loathed such a task. But I guess running has given me that space to be free in my own thoughts, and to also push myself beyond my limits. I started in January and love it but have had some setbacks. I can be lazy and I have lost focus. I also have a back injury so do have to take it easy. But I hear myself shout excuses! Excuses!!! Wake your ass up and go run…I haven’t run for a month and half…first it was my back as I triggered my slipped disc, so I had to rest it and now it’s just me, letting me down! My back is back to normal or as normal as it can be, and I still haven’t put on my running shoes!
Now I know it isn’t that big of a deal really. Just get back out there with your running shoes I hear you say. But for me it is A BIG DEAL…this is what I do. I just lose focus. I start with so much drive and then I slip. However this is where the change will come, MUST COME. I am aware of it! I am. So tomorrow I will wake up and put on those running shoes! I will run because in doing so I am meeting myself and challenging my cycle of pattern. I will show myself that I can be more. I can be committed. I can see it through. I can break this pattern of behavior I have developed since teenage-hood. This throw away lifestyle! This is me meeting myself as silly and as strange as it may seem. I won’t torture myself with regret and disappointment because I fell off course! No! Not anymore. I am amazing and I have the potential!
I will walk, I will run and I will see it through. I have this habit of beating me up. Beating myself up to the point there is nothing left. I don’t fear others but fear myself. I am my own critic. I am the one who will destroy all that is good…within me. I wasn’t taught to see the good in myself, so I am teaching me now. I am teaching me, how to love myself. Slowly and intimately, I take sip after sip, feeding love into my life. Positive complements. I acknowledge the negative thoughts. I can’t not, but I am trying to process them. Process the disappointment and understand where it comes from. Why do I…dare I say it…hate me sometimes. Hate who I am… maybe because I haven’t learnt to love me and to also embrace me, when I fall down rather than repetitively bash myself for the fall. It’s a hard stance and hard journey to say the least.
We develop these patterns of behavior and to change them is a massive challenge. I find it sometimes too much, but I am determined. So until next time, pray for me, cheer for me and for all those souls that have been damaged on the way up and need peace, love and encouragement. Be good to those around you, as you don’t know behind that smile or those eyes the demons they are fighting internally, let alone externally.
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