I’ve been thinking a lot about this over the last few months.
Things are what they are. If we have tried to change them and we can’t, surely we must just accept them.
But most of us don’t. Instead, we torment ourselves by resisting.
We get angry. Or sad. Or both.
We blame others. Or we blame ourselves. Or both.
We go over and over the situation in our heads.
We feel sorry for ourselves.
We keep asking ‘why?’
We dissect the situation with friends or loved ones, over and over again.
We cry. We shout. We cry again.
Maybe we eat too much, or drink more than usual, or smoke, or use drugs, or buy lots of stuff … all in an effort to avoid facing – and accepting – the reality that still, even after all this, remains the immutable reality.
Wouldn’t it be easier to just accept it?
If only I knew how.