Able To Breathe Again
I grew up surrounded by negativity. Our family was entrenched in it. Cynicism and sarcasm was a way of life. My friends were negative, the place I worked was negative (voted worst company to work for in the US), and I’ve been on almost every antidepressant you can think of. My husband and I lived 2 states away from any family we had, so we were isolated. After 14 yrs there, and 2 children later, we decided to pick up and move back to LA. What an adjustment. We are in the process of rebuilding. I came across the film: The Secret. I’d scroll past it with my friend’s words echoing in my head. (It’s a bunch of BS. People have good and bad things happen to them and it has nothing to do with visualization. That’s for idiots that live in “la-la land”.
Last week I scrolled down the list of movies and there it was again. Again, my friends words echoed in my head… but then it dawned on me. OF COURSE she would view it that way! She is one of the most negative human beings I’ve ever met, and she lived a miserable life. So I decided to watch it. I watched, jaw hanging open, getting whiplash from all the palm-to forehead/ duh moments I was having. After watching it I felt high. I mean every endorphin in my system was flowing. Synapses were firing, and I was elated with all of life’s possibilities. I was grinning from ear to ear. I told my friends about my experience. Many were positive, some were negative. I wonder why some people get so much joy out of deflating other people’s happiness. I suppose I will have to build up my resilience. Anyway, it’s been a week, and I’m already seeing positive change. I wrote this story to hold myself accountable for being diligent in regards to my dedication to this life change. Cheers to the journey!