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One Frightening Lesson I learned on a Hike Through a Local Cemetery
I spoke kindly to myself for once and thought, how do you want to be remembered?
There is a famous quote;
At the end of the day, people won’t remember what you said or did; they will remember how you made them feel-Maya Angelou.
I decided for a walk today. What was my other option? Heading to the local bar to slam back Vodka Sprites and eat bar food that serves no purpose in my healing or nutrition. I have a terrible habit of creating a form of escape to numb out from the misery I make and accept. Most of the time, I have trouble getting out of my own way, but his time, I stepped aside and let my subconscious pass me by.
My subconscious has a powerful influence over my choices and how I live my life. Sometimes I listen to it, and sometimes I have no idea it is talking to me. I often automatically default to what I “know,” and it’s usually some form of self-deprecating destruction.
The comfortable norm
My walk started on the same street, music, and direction with the same ruminating thoughts of a lying ex.
