How many of you made the unfortunate stroll back to your ex due to the Rona?
This unfortunate soul did:
“See how [she] cowers”
No, neither do I.
It’s ok though. And hopefully if you’ve made the same trip through this corona-misadventure, you’ve learned something as well.
Diamonds Eyes was always an escape for me… I’m tired of escaping, though. I’m happy he lied to my face again. I let him destroy me once, but not this time.
This time I thought about others, and decided to finally dismantle the grotesque escape that used to consume my mentality, my well-being.
The past two weekends under social distancing guidelines has made me a regular tenant in a two bedroom duplex I don’t recognize. Anyone else living in oddly clean surroundings? My place hasn’t been this clean since my mother was alive.
Tomorrow I will go back to work, ensuring all of today’s dirt is out from under my fingernails, and with the certainty that my mistakes were just that–not something to be regretted, but something to enlighten future trajectories.
Today, I encouraged my front garden to grow and recognized I also need to encourage healthy growth in my relationships with others, and especially myself. I let Diamond Eyes stunt my growth for over a year and somehow, it took the Rona to let me grow from my erroneous mistakes.
So, if you’ve pondered that familiar trek back to your ex, I encourage you to do so with all they have taught you in tow. This pandemic will either bring out the best or the worst in someone, including yourself.
“See how he cowers and sneaks, how vaguely all the day he fears, not being immortal nor divine, but the slave and prisoner of his own opinion of himself, a fame won by his own deeds. Public opinion is a weak tyrant compared with our own private opinion.
What a man thinks of himself, that it is which determines, or rather indicates, his fate.” Henry David Thoreau