It's Hard To Swallow

It's Hard To Swallow

 

It has recently dawned on me that I've been unconsciously consuming the jaundiced ideas of another, feasting from their plate of negativity, as it were...

 

Weird. I don't remember ordering a plate of "Fuck the world and all the stupid men and women in it!"  Apparently, it comes heavily saturated in bitterness and salt.

 

As frequent interactions with people are wont to do, their views were slowly seeping into my psyche, disrupting my hard-won peace. The strange domino-effect of that osmosis caused me to doubt my own ideals. They were so resolute in the belief that their way was the only way, the only answer to life...it must be true, right? No. It's not my truth. It's theirs...

I could blame them for not acknowledging and seeking assistance for their issues/hang-ups/skewed vision but I won't. It is pointless to the point the finger at them when I am responsible for what and who I allow in my life. I control my thoughts, my emotions and the doorway to my life.

If knowing is half the battle...then I'm headed to victory because I'm done digesting the corrupted manna of negativity from their table. I'm done accepting their flawed, narrow version of reality as actual fact. Frankly, their truth does not apply to my life/my ideals/my goals and their understanding of life and its obstacles (including their misconceptions about how to overcome same) is not my load to bear. It's theirs. Good luck to them with that...

I'm rejecting that non-sense from this point forward and every time I recognize it happening again, I will reject it. I will be ever vigilant in protecting ME from the issues/regrets/unhappiness of them.

I will look inward for my strength and forward to what is mine to claim. 

 

Damn. Now I'm hungry.