When I become that 105-year-old lady honored by a news story celebrating my longevity, while the reporter waits with bated breath as I divulge my secret, I would have to shrug my shoulders.
Oh how nice it would be to say…I thought I would. I believed I would. I succeeded.
While I’m still not convinced that a person can simply think away depression, I’m working with my therapist to recognize what I can do about it. But y’all know that.
The mind is powerful. I used it to tear myself down, hold myself captive with false beliefs about my worth. The repetitive negative mind-talk worked! I had myself completely convinced that I was not worthy of breathing the same air as all the good people.
So….what do you think would happen if I turned all those thoughts into positive ones? I don’t think I need another 50 years to figure that one out because it seems like a duh question. Of course my thoughts have an impact on my sense of worth. My thoughts also have an impact on the health of my body.
Lately, I have been focusing on some what-ifs. I hate these pesky thoughts. How strong will I be when there is another death in the family–four-legged or otherwise? How strong will I be when we move to another foreign state? How strong will I be when another needs me to be strong for them?
As I’m trying to convince myself that sugary goodies are repulsive, I’m also attempting to convince myself that I am strong. Look at what I have survived!
I know that life isn’t a field of wild flowers and sunshine. No doubt, someone has ridden a horse through that field, and there will be some crap to maneuver around…but I’m ready.
What we feed our minds with has the same effect on our well being as what we feed our bodies. Unhealthy thoughts and foods create an unhealthy person.
The answer from my 105-year-old self may include a shrug…and the advice to take care of your mind—your body is along for the ride.