Most of us have heard, or contemplated the question of whether we would do something all over again…like life.
The answer to that question, for me, would be yes. Every bit of my life has led me right here. There are periods of time I could do without, but even in my orneriest, or darkest days, I received lessons.
We all have choices of paths to follow, and you can bet one of the paths chosen will be bumpy, slippery, and lonely. The path always leads to other paths, and we are continuously making decisions over which one is right for us.
Unfortunately, depression is a path we are forced to take–we are blocked from the path we chose, we are robbed of our decision. My fellow sufferers will understand, I hope the rest will find a way to accept that depression isn’t a choice.
I have read so many inspirational blogs, and while I think some may think I’m a little over the top, their words have touched me in ways they will probably never understand.
Accepting who I am, and that’s enough, has always been a struggle for me. (a little repeating here) I stuck out, I had red hair, my name wasn’t as common in my generation, I had a big mouth brother two years ahead of me in school, I was shy, and I never stood up for myself. Because of that, others took advantage of my vulnerabilities.
My only regret—I wish I had known in my 20’s, that I was enough. With such low-self esteem, I continued to take the bumpy, slippery, lonely path, expecting that this time things would be different. Thinking I had control over any situation, it took me a long while to learn that it was simply my reaction I had control of.
Eventually, I would be met with new paths of opportunity.
It was that one time I made a different choice. I took a path I feared.
Now, dammit, I have to love myself. 😀
Which path will you choose?