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Finally figured it out, sort of
In discussion group I was in a while back, we were each asked to write our life story in six words. Normally I wonder, “Am I going to be able to come up with something interesting enough?” And then I think other people’s ideas are better. But this time, everyone else seemed to come up with a six-word description of themselves. That’s fair, but I liked that mine was closer to actually being a story.
And that’s it, what you see above. The story of my life… Finally figured it out, sort of. How to get organized, get it together, spend my time, figure things out. Be that person I’ve known I was supposed to be ever since I walked out of the theater after seeing Star Wars for the first time. I couldn’t tell you then exactly who that person was… and I still can’t. But I’ll know her when I see her. Sometimes I get glimpses of her. On my good days. “That’s it, I’ve got it! I’m on a roll, and all of my annoying habits have receded into the past. This is gonna be great.” But of course, she drifts away, leaving “regular me” to figure it out again, and again… And I always do, eventually. I don’t know if I advance a tiny step with each new revelatory moment, or if I’m covering the same piece of ground over and over again.
But all this is to say, I get it. Looking at your life and knowing it can be more, that there’s a better version of you. And so when I work with my therapy…
