Live and let live

I love to control the world and the people in it ( or should I say I try to control the world).

However, I’ve lately found myself to be worn out, tired and never really genuinely enjoying anything because there is always something else to fix, something out of place or not running the way I want/need it to run (obsessive, compulsive much?) 🙂

What I have come to realise now though is that life itself is messy and I don’t have to try keep everything so…tidy. When I opened my eyes I realised that the thing I was most afraid of when it came to losing control was myself. This realisation actually ended up making me feel more free than anything else.

Now I am just trusting in myself and just breathing, one deep slow breath after the next.

In life you can have all the answers but not really know the question.I thought that life’s milestones ( the ones I so carefully planned out for myself ) was what defined me. I am now learning that I was created just to be me, myself and I for no one else and nothing else other than to just be me. To live and let live, no perfection needed.

These days we go through are tough but trust in yourself to push on because you would not have made it this far if you are not tough too.

xoxo

Write It Out

One of the biggest lessons I have learnt from my few years of being on this planet so far was something I learnt from my mother. We never did fight much. Growing up was a breeze.. no anger, no screaming, shouting, disapproving looks. However, we were not perfect so yes, we did have our moments of opposite opinions. As a kid I struggled to voice my opinion. Not because of anybody else though but just because I never felt my opinion was relevant or correct or even being portrayed the way I wanted it to be.

So one day my mom decided to write me a letter. She handed this piece of paper to me and said “read it in your own time, girl” and so I did. At the time I thought this was the silliest thing I have ever done. I mean, my mom was just in the other room so why not just get up and go talk to her.  None the less I trusted her method. It was the best and I mean the BEST form of communication.

I am writing this because a have heard so many times in relationships how they just can’t get through to the other person or “every time we argue it starts as a discussion and then somewhere in between point A and point B one of us blows the situation out of proportion and then its like speaking to a brick wall”!

(Heard this before?)

Write it out….take an hour out of your day to put pen to paper (old school style). Write what you are feeling toward him or her. Write what makes you tick, what frustrates you about the other person or even what you meant in the argument instead of what they thought they heard.

Give it a try, leave a comment and let me know how it went.

xoxo

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