Making peace with the past

Looking back

I’m not one for looking back on my life. To be honest, I never learned the knack of it, nor did I understand the point of looking back. I didn’t really get it. 

But looking back, is something I seem to suddenly be able to do now, and it’s helping me. It has taken a lot of encouragement and support as well as guidance, from my work coach at the job centre and all my support workers and my psychiatrist, and lots of practice and at times, blind faith. 

But it paid off, because now, when I think, it’s all too much, I’m not where I want to be and it seems too far away, I simply remind myself, I have just experienced a major, major burnout, and I’ve had two years just laying on my back. So my 5 minutes of physical exercise each day, whatever it is, is blinking marvellous, and over time, I’ll get back to not only running 7 miles in a morning, but many more and all the other stuff and more as well. 

There is so much from my past that I can bring forward. I don’t have to leave it all behind and one of the things I’m bringing with me, is the knowledge that I can do this. I’ve done it before. And this time. Whatever I do, it’s built on a solid foundation. The clear knowledge of who I am. So it will remain. Whatever I build, will carry whatever comes it’s way. 

So, it seems I can look back and make use of the past. I was all for leaving it all behind but my support workers helped me to keep some of it. And I know why, now. Some of the past is useful. I can let go of all that is no longer useful. I can let it all go with love, knowing, it has fulfilled its purpose. And make way for the new. But bring with me, my strengths and the skills I learned. I can put them to better use and integrate them with my new self awareness, to create a more peaceful and stable, yet no less exciting life. 

I’m pretty amazed actually, when I look back over my life, at how I ever got by! Lol! There’s got to have been a lot of skills being utilised to get me through those days of being in the wilderness, which was often very dark. Some little light, that at times, was invisible, got me through though. And now I’m out of the wilderness, I can see for myself. And despite appearances, all I see is love. 

I don’t have much tolerance for being around people. I always end up telling them what to do. They’re like teddies, to me! They need lining up and telling what to do, if they’re going to be any use at all ~ in my little world Stuck out tongue winking eye

But I love interacting, deeply and wholly, with people I meet, when I’m out and about. I can just blurt out whatever’s on my mind or in my heart and often it leads to some wonderful moments and lots and lots of learning and expanding of my heart and mind. Some times, there’s an undeniable perfect flow of love. It’s like a mutual exchange of love, that makes you think, this is what love feels like. And you, and the other person or persons, walk away, with an undeniable feeling of immense joy and we don’t know quite why. It’s a beautiful experience. 

My life might not look ordinary, because it’s not. It’s extra ordinary. That’s what happens when you live from the heart and not the mind. Even the simple act of washing some dishes, can be a truly wonderful experience, when you’re present with it, in the moment, in the heart and not in the mind. The way the hands work together and the way they move, so gracefully, is truly mesmerising. You don’t need thoughts or ballets! Watching your hands at work is like watching a ballet. It’s like poetry in motion Relaxed

I think I’m maybe doing what they call, ‘making peace with the past’? I’ve never really understood all these little sayings people seem to say sometimes. But I think I’m actually doing that now. I think I’m making peace with the past. It feels like the next phase of acceptance and integration of the diagnosis and the new self awareness that I’ve gained, that I’m now experiencing. 

Don’t throw the baby out with the bath water, is another one of those sayings, that I think I understand now. I can let go of all that wasn’t or is no longer helpful, from my past, but there’s lots of good stuff that I can keep and use. 

It’s a nice feeling. Making peace with the past. Who knew?!?! Lol! 

Parents
  • I have to say well done to you, but I'm not sure I'm ready to look too far back,.

  • It’s taken me 51 or 52 years, whatever it is (I can never remember how old I am!) to be able to look back ~ prior to this, I never looked back. I can see now that my life was almost like a train wreck! Lol! A big old heavy train just hurtling forward at high speeds until it finally crashed and burned. I don’t even know if I had the ability to look back. I didn’t know how you did it. But I’m enjoying it now and it makes me so proud to be me and as Eccentric said, it gives you a passion for yourself that you didn’t know existed. The diagnosis gave me the ability to look back, I think, because it’s like I have two lives, my pre diagnosis life and the new life I’m creating now. I suppose before, I never even had an anchor point to be able to look back from, because I didn’t even know who I was or what I wanted etc, so what was there to look back on?!?! So it kind of happened naturally as a consequence of getting the diagnosis and now I look back and think WoW how the hell did I get through that! Lol! I must posses some kick ass skills in me that I never recognised before, so now I’m all about unearthing them and putting them to better use. As Cloudy says, self acceptance and looking back, seeing just how well we’ve really done etc, really helps with and stablises mental health and enables you to break free from the limitations, accept what we can’t change and begin to expand out into areas that are important to us and to live in accordance to ourselves, regardless of how different that might look to the rest of society. We begin to be able to find our own way, carve out our own paths, according to us and our needs. 

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  • It’s taken me 51 or 52 years, whatever it is (I can never remember how old I am!) to be able to look back ~ prior to this, I never looked back. I can see now that my life was almost like a train wreck! Lol! A big old heavy train just hurtling forward at high speeds until it finally crashed and burned. I don’t even know if I had the ability to look back. I didn’t know how you did it. But I’m enjoying it now and it makes me so proud to be me and as Eccentric said, it gives you a passion for yourself that you didn’t know existed. The diagnosis gave me the ability to look back, I think, because it’s like I have two lives, my pre diagnosis life and the new life I’m creating now. I suppose before, I never even had an anchor point to be able to look back from, because I didn’t even know who I was or what I wanted etc, so what was there to look back on?!?! So it kind of happened naturally as a consequence of getting the diagnosis and now I look back and think WoW how the hell did I get through that! Lol! I must posses some kick ass skills in me that I never recognised before, so now I’m all about unearthing them and putting them to better use. As Cloudy says, self acceptance and looking back, seeing just how well we’ve really done etc, really helps with and stablises mental health and enables you to break free from the limitations, accept what we can’t change and begin to expand out into areas that are important to us and to live in accordance to ourselves, regardless of how different that might look to the rest of society. We begin to be able to find our own way, carve out our own paths, according to us and our needs. 

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  • आगे जारी रखें

    Continue forward....

    I’ve not yet reached an even terrain to feel secure enough and safe enough to open the jumbled box of the past.

    I have no regrets regarding what choices I’ve made or how I’ve conducted myself but there is a fault line of “ouch” that runs through it.

    Its the same with tears and the emotional “let go”. I’ve been re-reading Odd Girl Out by Laura James and this quote particularly resonanted:

    ”I am trying to hold back a tide of emotion until I’m strong enough to logic my way through”.