Regret, Recycle, Reuse, Rihanna
There are lots of things in my life that I regret. The difference is, I regret that I did something, but I don’t regret that it happened. The outcome of a decision I made might be terrible, but I made it. It was meant to happen. At least that’s how I look at it. I have to remind myself of this theory everyday. Sure there are things that ARE in my realm of control (Which I love), but almost everything is out of my control. Things happen, because they were meant to happen. I can’t control everything.
The thing about anxiety is, you’re always wondering what shoe is going to drop next. You’re anxious about the fact you don’t know the future, and you’re not sure what’s on the horizon for you and the people you love. That however, is life. In life’s worst moments, I need to remind myself that this is in some sort of way out of my control. What’s the worst that will happen?
This is a short post, but I had a weird onslaught of dreams that involve people I haven’t talked to in years last night. When I woke up this morning I felt like I needed to write this theory down and emphasis its importance. Sometimes in life, you need to be selfish. It’s how you balance selfishness and selflessness that really matters. Don’t be a jerk, but also don’t deny yourself of happiness. Much easier said then done. I’m going to try and continue to toe the line. It’s just hard to see friends go sometimes, even if it for the best that they’re not in your life anymore.