You’re wasting your time trying to change a tin man. You’re wasting on your heart on him. You’re wasting away and your getting so tired. So stop. Stop hoping that it will work out. Stop praying that he will be different tomorrow or the next day, or the next day.
My anxiety has forced me to be self-aware and develop an incredible knack for being endlessly introspective. I could probably tell you why I’m feeling the way I’m feeling and then extrapolate that feeling out to more feelings. And that in itself is a talent. I’ve even been able to simplify it as skills on my resume: analytical and self-aware.
My heart is mine. It’s not yours. It does not belong in your hands and it is not your property. So don’t act like you can toss it around like a bowling ball. Don’t act like it’s yours for taking, like it’s something that you can own. Like I’m something you can own.
Sure, I still struggle, I still have manic episodes and can easily forget my strength – but in this tiny moment, when I know there is something unsettling within me – I am able to own it, know that I am safe, and find comfort that I will eventually figure things out.
When you free yourself from expectations that don’t matter, there’s a true sense of joy in being who you are, not who others expect you to be. When you let go of judgment, you are cultivating freedom to live an authentic life. That is happiness.
Time is limited and we are not going to waste it being unhappy or putting up with anything less than what we want.
We were never ripe, were we?
Do I taste the same to you now that we’ve expired?
You can start fresh. When you leave everything behind, you also leave the old version of yourself in the past. You have the opportunity to start all over again and live your life differently.