So many times I’ve heard or been asked So what are you doing today? What have you been up to?, and I take that defensively. As if I have to report my life to my boss…whoever that boss is in that moment.
I was attacked last year. Character assassination. When I was fired from Goodwin, why I was fired from Goodwin, I’ll never truly know. I can assume, and do assume, but the attack still scarred. Scars. This is not drama, this is truth. My truth. The scar is there, and it is fading.
What have I been doing? I’ve actually been healing. My full-time job has been healing. From judgment. From envy. From critical comments. I do realize that this is mostly projection on me from whoever is doing so, but still, it lingers. And I’m responsible for processing the comments as I see fit. Allowing them to hit and then allowing them to stay or go, or remain as long as is necessary to teach me the lesson. Of who I should invite into my energy and who is not healthy for me. And it Is actually about me. I am my own responsibility, and who I surround myself with is my responsibility.
Peace~MO
It's a Process 