I've never been fond of squid in any form
Monday night. To understand my title, go here.
OK, so I've never been a particularly daring person and so, perhaps understandably, have not taken a lot of risks in my life. Or so I imagined before I gave it some thought. No, I haven't skydived or worn low rise jeans with belly bulge (GACK!), but I've done a few ballsy things:
* I ended a marriage of five years to my dearest friend which most people thought was the most perfect marriage ever. (Of course, none of those people was inside the relationship, but that's beside the point.) Result? He's remarried and incredibly happy with a woman who is yin to his yang and I've started on a journey of loving myself without reservation or consideration of what a man might think
* I left a position I'd had for ten years to manage a team of people who do something I cannot do myself with processes I'm not familiar with. (Without a pay raise.) Result? I've become a lot more comfortable with the phrase "I'm not familiar with that, can you show me?" and I now know that it's not impossible to keep up performance and project management meetings with ten people on a bi-weekly basis
* I've made myself emotionally vulnerable to a teenage boy and am acting as his advocate in the foster care system. Result? My life has purpose and meaning beyond my own little dramas and I've realized that my words and actions really do make a difference. (I still can't believe that someone thought I was worthy of this boy...have they seen the state of my laundry pile???)
* I have talked about some of my deepest, darkest secrets here...things I've never told a single soul. I worried that I'd lose anyone that might be reading me but I worried more than being dishonest or not completely open was ripping me apart. Result? I've never felt healthier emotionally and I no longer feel like a piece of nasty scum because I made mistakes in my past. Binge eating is not necessarily the worst of the coping mechanisms I've employed to make the hurting stop and I hope that working through that issue will help in every area that needs mending
So, definitely not your average risk-taker here, but who wants to be average anyway?
Thanks, Brooke, for the nudge!
OK, so I've never been a particularly daring person and so, perhaps understandably, have not taken a lot of risks in my life. Or so I imagined before I gave it some thought. No, I haven't skydived or worn low rise jeans with belly bulge (GACK!), but I've done a few ballsy things:
* I ended a marriage of five years to my dearest friend which most people thought was the most perfect marriage ever. (Of course, none of those people was inside the relationship, but that's beside the point.) Result? He's remarried and incredibly happy with a woman who is yin to his yang and I've started on a journey of loving myself without reservation or consideration of what a man might think
* I left a position I'd had for ten years to manage a team of people who do something I cannot do myself with processes I'm not familiar with. (Without a pay raise.) Result? I've become a lot more comfortable with the phrase "I'm not familiar with that, can you show me?" and I now know that it's not impossible to keep up performance and project management meetings with ten people on a bi-weekly basis
* I've made myself emotionally vulnerable to a teenage boy and am acting as his advocate in the foster care system. Result? My life has purpose and meaning beyond my own little dramas and I've realized that my words and actions really do make a difference. (I still can't believe that someone thought I was worthy of this boy...have they seen the state of my laundry pile???)
* I have talked about some of my deepest, darkest secrets here...things I've never told a single soul. I worried that I'd lose anyone that might be reading me but I worried more than being dishonest or not completely open was ripping me apart. Result? I've never felt healthier emotionally and I no longer feel like a piece of nasty scum because I made mistakes in my past. Binge eating is not necessarily the worst of the coping mechanisms I've employed to make the hurting stop and I hope that working through that issue will help in every area that needs mending
So, definitely not your average risk-taker here, but who wants to be average anyway?
Thanks, Brooke, for the nudge!
Comments
And those low rise jeans? Not risky - just stupid! ;)
I think you're awesome and inspiring.
(new here, hi!)