Sometimes, you have to walk away. I talked about that a
while back, more than a month I think, but there’s one problem with walking
away: when you walk away, you can end up
alone. Someday, I’ll write a post about that, but for now…
What happens in the meantime? How do you find the motivation
to keep moving when you’ve left everything behind, when you’ve walked away from
that person, place, or thing that used to mean so much and now is poisonous to
you?
Consider That Which Remains
When you walk away, you leave a little empty place in your
soul. It’s a place that used to be inhabited and now it’s not. Even if that
place used to be filled with something black and dark, you’ve still got a hole
there.
What do you fill it with?
Turns out, nothing
can fully fill that hole. You can try to fill it with anything you want,
but there will always be a shallow little dip that reminds you of what used to
be. There will be scar tissue and there will be scabs and random gashes that
occasionally mood. You know what?
That’s okay.
It’s okay to have bumps and bruises and scars. All those
little imperfections? They prove that you’re human.
Now, this is nice and encouraging and all, but before you
can accept those blemishes, you have to fill in those abysses enough to make it
a little dip instead of a gaping ravine. How? With what?
Better yet… why?
If it’s okay to have those imperfections, why try to fix
them at all? Maybe it’s better to just accept them as the holes that they are
and move on.
The thing is… if all
you do is ignore them, you’ll run out of soul someday. You can’t walk away
forever. It’s not healthy to spend your time in constant denial. Rather, you
have to come to terms with what you are and what you’ve become over time.
These holes can’t remain holes. You won’t be able to handle
it, even if you think you can, right now. You may be strong, but you’re not as
strong as you think you are. You can only get so far.
Eventually, you have to fill up those holes, at least enough
to be able to limp on. Until you’re able to fill those holes, walking away will
look more like stumbling, limping, hobbling, crawling. So. What do we fill up
those holes with?
Look around at your life. What’s there? What’s around you
that you still love. I know you’ve abandoned and walked away from some things,
but there is always someone or something in your life that you love and that
loves you in return. Even if it’s just your pet gerbil named Alan. He loves you
with all of his fluffy little self and you can’t deny that, all right? You just
can’t.
All those things in your life? They’re already part of you,
they’re lurking beneath the surface of you and holding you up. They’re
maintaining you, in little ways and portions. They’re hanging onto your soul,
keeping it from becoming fully engulfed by the holes created by necessary lesions.
And those things? Let
them fill you up. Invest in the things you still have, allow them to invest in
you in return. Let Alan express his squeaky love. Go on, let him. Show him
that you still appreciate his existence and he’ll show you the same thing in
return. Don’t just stop with Alan, though. Move out, move beyond and extend
your investment to other gerbils, to other animals, even to other people.
When you walk away,
you still need people. Don’t walk away from all of them. I know it’s
tempting, to think that being all alone will create that peace you’ve been
searching for. I know, I know. I’ve tried it, I’ve been there and I’ve done
that. It doesn’t work that way. We
are not meant to be alone.
Confidence in Uncertainness
I’m a confident person. If you ask people I know, that’s
something they’ll immediately tell you: I’m confident, outgoing, funny.
Don’t ask me how I do it, I don’t know and I’m not sure how those three things came to be attached
to me, because inside I don’t feel like any of those things. I am, however,
exceptionally good at putting those three things on and slowly becoming that
way. I’ll start out feeling like I’m just putting on a façade, and then over
time I’ll become that thing, and it’ll be impossible to abandon it. I’ll find
myself being all three of those things out of instinct, practice, and true
feeling.
What about you? I know a lot of people who truly are
confident, people who can act confident when they aren’t, and even more people
who are completely unsure of what they’re doing. They show it in their actions,
on their face, in their emotions, in the way that they smile weakly or stutter
or clear their throat, the way their eyes widen when you look at them, the
repeated blinks and the dry washing of their hands. The way they shift their
feet and won’t look you in the eye. The hesitation behind each movement, the
urge they feel to apologize or decline options given them.
I’m not fully sure how to tell you this, but… fake it til you make it really does work. In this case, pretending to be confident is
the actual idea behind confidence. True confidence is believing you can do what
you’re trying to do. It’s not actually knowing
you can do it. It’s acting like you know, it’s having faith that you can.
When you’ve walked away from something, you create a hole.
That hole is ripe and ready to make you feel uncertain. It’s willing and eager
to eat away at your confidence. One of the most important things to keep that
hole from overtaking you is to prevent it from take away the one thing you have
going for you. Confidence can take you a long way in filling up those holes and
allowing those people around you to invest in you.
But… Why This? Why Now?
This blog is not an inspirational blog. At least, that’s not
the main point. This is a writing blog, isn’t it? This is the place where I
write about writing and share my writing and so forth, isn’t it?
Well, yes.
However, life is also more than writing. Your life revolves
around more than writing, my life revolves around a lot more than writing. My life currently spins rapidly around
three different forms of art, the engineering forms of science and math, as
well as several circles of people, including the circles I left behind at home.
Let’s be honest: this
post is as much for me as it is for you. I need to hear the words I’m
writing as much as you do. In a way, using LIAA to talk about this allows me to
process my own thoughts and feelings in a healthy way, while hopefully
providing you with a way to deal with these sorts of things, too.
So.
Hopefully I’m doing that. Hopefully.
You are. :) "Life is more than writing" <- Truth right there. :)
ReplyDeleteThis was a huge encouragement and inspiration to me, so thank you!
I'm glad it was an encouragement. ^-^
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