So… if you start believing this simple phrase “life is a process, not an event” can it change your perspective on everything?
Yeah, I think so.
I can’t tell you how many times I have heard this phrase but, I do remember being so annoyed when someone said it to me when my life wasn’t moving along fast enough for me.
I am not going to mention names but it’s my father-in-law.
I have stumbled, tripped and fell on my face…
All through my life, I find myself thinking, reluctantly, that this statement is absolutely fucking true. I hear myself telling my kids this all the time and I’m like, what the hell Michele!
I know that I am probably annoying the shit out of them, but I know one day it will hit them, as it hit me.
Bam! Oh shit, I get it!
As we desperately search for a happier state of being and a reason for whatever bullshit is happening to us, I am asking you to remember this stupid little phrase “life is a process, not an event”.
Life sucks sometimes.
Life also seems to drag its feet when things aren’t going so well, right? There is way too much to learn about life and we should always be searching for any helpful information we can find and share it with others who need a little help. A pretty nice thing to do, don’t you think?
I would love for someone to explain to me why I have to suffer from depression and anxiety and how to overcome it. Well truthfully, I have had many pro’s offer suggestions and sometimes they work but sometimes, not so much.
It is tough to live with a mental illness! I know there are many of us out there with this illness and those of us who say nothing and hide it, deep down inside.
I really do love to hear about other people who are with me, on the struggle bus, and the lessons they have learned and so graciously shared. It inspires me, I strive to be as helpful to others, as others have been to me.
Whenever I post something, I do it in the hopes that it will motivate and inspire a sister struggler to follow their own ambitions and start their “life process, that is not an event”.
If you are on the struggle bus with me.
Together we can support each other. I have found a new love for writing about living with depression and anxiety, the nemesis I have been fighting and have been so ashamed of my whole life.
I am amazed that this is where my path is leading me because believe me, I never thought in a million years, that I would tell anyone about how embarrassed I have felt about having this illness, but I am going to find a way to do this because we shouldn’t be ashamed of being depressed or having anxiety, we should learn to kick its ass!
As I live through this process
I am going to enjoy the process as I go and try to do things without worrying what others may think, fuck them. If you are in a similar situation, I encourage you to follow your heart too.