23 February 2009
I’VE GOT A PADDLE
It’s never as bad as you think it is. That’s the lesson I’ve learned this weekend. This weekend was utter shit, both with my family and personal life. I expect more bad news in the future, and I’m even resigned to the loss of hope for the best. Still, it’s never as bad as I think it is.
That’s because there are lessons taken away from, that can — and will — be taken away from this. The lesson, this time, is to not compare myself to you. Any of you.
It’s the same as what they say, making mountains out of molehills. If you feel you’ve dug yourself into a hole, it’s not nearly as deep as it seems. The very effort to save yourself, no matter how hard it feels, is the first step.
What’s better, is that my molehills aren’t even that steep.
I’ve got this, this is no problem.
And anyone who wants to leave me in their dust are now severely lacking in something wonderful. I may be up shit creek, but I’ve got a paddle.
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I’m okay with the cliché abuse in this entry. Ha.
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Addendum: After talking to my good friend Rachael, it turns out that the shit creek I thought I was in might just be shallow mud. Excellent. Crisis potentially averted.
