And sometimes it strikes me that words that were spoken around “the way we do things”, promises made in the relationship were just that, words. The signpost is always the way these encounters make me feel.
Author: Cǎtǎ Gǎrdescu
I am a connector, a lover of all things beautiful and a fighter when things get hard. I try each day to live truthfully, learn as much as I possibly can and push myself in the right directions. I am learning to trust my gut and my instincts and embrace uncertainty.
Pain as THE facilitator for growth
What was it about my newly acquired knowledge of him having experienced unimaginable pain that completely shifted my perception of him as well as the way we interact?
What’s transitions support got to do with it?
Little by little I understood why it all felt overwhelming, I realized how we are all connected and how there is no each one of us. There is just us. I was mad, I cried, I remembered and I … exhaled.
Today my smile goes round the block. Tomorrow … is another day.
And one day, in my twenties (the roaring 20’s), I created and believed the narrative that displaying a positive attitude, joy and gusto is dangerous. That it creates expectations in others that are unsustainable.
Here’s an interesting thought! What if I am ok the way that I am? Now that’s intriguing!
Based on the reactions of people around me, mostly men, I have always believed I am too much. I have always gone inside myself to criticize reactions I have, be them crying or laughing too hard, hugging someone I just met, telling something like it is, speaking too much or giving someone the look, the cold shoulder or the finger.
There is no Other. Only Us. Common humanity.
How would you react to the person in front of you, what would you think about them and their actions if you were told by THE authority you believe in without question that this person is doing the very best they can with what they have in this particular moment?
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