Friday, July 30, 2010

Thoughts Upon Being Compared to a Three-Year-Old

During "The Incident" several weeks ago (some of you may recall this, others of you - just go with this, OK?) I was reminded of the possibility of having ovarian cancer. This possibility is something I am handling well and am applying the Law of Attraction to - better than I ever applied to any issue before (except maybe my move to Florida), so I consider it a NON-issue now. However, at the time, it was thrown in my face (figuratively, of course) and it horrified me. I became very upset and the witness at that time compared me to a three-year-old.

After some thought on this subject I have decided that I should take such a comparison as a compliment. If I EVER begin to cover up my feelings as much as some people I am acquainted with then I wish to be put out of my misery. I have worked hard to keep my feelings on the surface rather than stuff them deep into my psyche, never to be seen until they "unexpectedly" boil over in a tirade aimed at someone I love, rather than taken out on the person they should have been calmly expressed to at the time. That is how three year old are (not to mention well-adjusted adults); they are usually happy, they tell people what they want when they want it, they are honest and open, and they cry (or at least let their feelings out) when they are unhappy or have been done wrong.

Golly! Sounds pretty healthy to me.

6 comments:

  1. I agree - consider being compared to a 3 year old as a compliment. At least then it means that you survived the "terrible two's" stage! :-)
    (just kidding...)

    Yep, don't unduly continuously submerge your feelings as that is how one can get an ulcer - although there are times when "playing it cool" and not letting others see that they can bug you is the smarter approach.

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  2. By all means bring on the birthday cakes and we'll start counting backwards now. As a 12 stepping fool, my feelings sit nice and proud at the top of me ready at all times for expression. keeping crap in is what turned me to the bottle. I'll be damned if go back to being cute, quiet and polite. Forgetaboutit!! Love your post.

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  3. I include myself in the "Friends of Bill" category. I have applied the 12 steps to my SLE, as well as my former marriage. Uncanny how much they have in common. Thank you so much for your comments.

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  4. Hey Debi, tazzy here under a new name. I've thought about this some more, I would tell said witness

    "Eat cake now for tomorrow you may drop dead you twisted scrooge!!"

    I had to have me a little vent in honor of my new friend. Hehehe

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  5. Taz - MY SOUL SISTER! Who knew how close our soul sistership really was! Congrats (or not) on the new blog name - whichever is appropriate. :) I like the picture.

    I wondered why the Universe answered so loudly when my soul called your name. Very much a kindred spirit, here. Namaste.

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