When I thought about writing a blog, it was to write for me. I wanted to get my thoughts and feelings, out of my head and onto the page. It was public, so anyone could find me but without advertising; I was hiding in plain sight.
A few friends and strangers joined my party and off we went. My blog was me. My life. My heart and soul. My feelings. My truth. Some posts would make you laugh, some would make you sad. Whatever you were feeling, you were feeling it with me, for me, about me.
I have no agenda. I am not here for popularity, to get famous, or to throw one epic pity party – I am here, telling it how it is. Nothing is made up, over-egged or fictitious. It happened and I am sharing it. Well, I was…
My blog is not here to upset or threaten any one. Merely to report on events and situations in my life. However, when my words are taken out of context and others are hurt, it’s my responsibility to act. People who do not like the way I think, don’t need read it.
When my kindness is mistaken for weakness, I do not attack. In confrontation, I tend to let people have at it. I make a subtle exit and keep walking. When others are vocal in their dislike of my choices, then express anger at any defence, I am forced to raise – I have to accept the harsh reality – It’s over. The tears shed and pain felt by me, were not and will never be considered. I am somehow to blame and the treatment I received and will continue to receive, is deemed just. They will move on together and I will move on alone, naturally.
I leave with love in my heart, as I will miss the beauty in what was. I leave with no bad feeling, as I cannot change, what people think of me. I cannot stop the hurt, that comes with the end of a relationship. I can do one thing…walk away.
I wish you all the happiness in the world. I pray you will have a happy and healthy family. I hope you have rich success, in your professional endeavours. I want you to experience, such intense happiness, that your heart bursts with it. I hope the highs in your life, mean you have to look down, to see heaven. I love you. I will miss you. I will never be hurt by you again.
My blog is now back where it started. With a fresh new name that reflects where I am heading, not where I have been. If people choose to follow me from here, they will be most welcome as I continue my journey. Writing for the pleasure of my own thought process. Hopefully, when I am old, my daughter will read it. Read how I navigated through my life, as she navigates through hers. I hope the words I write now in this blog, will comfort her and make her laugh too.
I am starting over – With love, a whole heap of honesty and a dash of sarcasm. Farewell Busy Overthinking, you were and still are, an important part of my journey.
Looking for the silver lining isn’t always easy. Sometimes, in certain circumstances, there isn’t one. If there isn’t a positive, do we become the positive?
“You may be given a cactus but you don’t have to sit on it”.
The silver lining is hope, the best possible outcome, the positive, the advantages in a situation. If I can’t find that and there is no comedic value either, then I just keep moving. There is always hope, the pursuit, the chase…
Keep on keeping on right? This is Me, My Life and Eye.
This song has helped lift me out of many low days. Play it loud.
Amerie – Gotta Work.