Over It!

I'm just writing this post to tell self-pity and all parties associated with...I'm just over you.

Every once in a while...okay...maybe on like a daily basis...I get this temptation to give in and just feel bad about my life. A la the following:

Don't have a job; don't have a life; don't have a friend of the male variety; don't even own my own car; scared about the bills; want to lose weight...blah blah blah.

Usually any one of those things, or any other number of "woes" I have, is enough to send me into a funk. I might cry over it. I might get really upset and throw any number of temper tantrums. Worst of all, the funk might turn into depression. Then I'm just listless and lifeless.

But recently I've found that the cure is not to give in. I refuse to let it get to me. You know, I really honestly believe that every day, God is trying to teach us a lesson. Not in a mean, school marmish, narrow minded sort of way. Not in a nagging, haggish sort of way. Not in a scary old man sort of way. More like a patient, wise, loving Heavenly Father sort of way. And I think the lesson He's wanted me to learn is that I get to choose. I get to choose if I am going to dwell on things that make me feel bad about myself and my life. I get to choose if I am going to think in a way that is open minded about my blessings and my future life.

It's easy to think you have it hard when all you dwell on is what hurts. And trust me, it hurts to not have a job or to feel lonely.

But It also feels really good to think of the future and all the endless possibilities. I could write a novel and I could get a job in publishing and I could move to New York or stay here in Texas. I could meet a really great guy tomorrow...or the next day or the next!

I won't always be job-less or car-less or boyfriend-less. And that is why I am over you self-pity. You haven't helped get one thing that I've wanted. Not one itty-bitty tiny little thing! You've only made me feel bad about myself and my life. You've only brought me down. In fact, I think you might have been the most destructive thing in my life. And so good-bye. You are no longer welcome here, thank you very much. Because I get to decide.

And I decide that my life is pretty darn fab.u.lous. The future is full of wonderful and mysterious possibilities. And I am a very lucky girl because I get to discover all of those possibilities.