Drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards, one blow from caving in?"
- Firework, Katy Perry (http://www.metrolyrics.com/firework-lyrics-katy-perry.html)
I started this post asking, "Do you ever feel...?" This made me think of the Katy Perry song "Firework". I'm talking about expectations - those nasty little things that are put on you. And not just from others, but from yourself too. I have those - theirs and mine.
What came out of my psychology visits earlier this year was that "I decided to package up all their expectations and send them back" (or something along those lines. It is 3:45am while I'm writing this anyway!).
I don't want to live by or to expectations - theirs, mine, realistic, unrealistic.
Now, I know I have to live up to some. It's part of life after all. But I refuse to live up to unrealistic, out-dated and unachieveable expectations.
I am a single mum who is doing my best. I wish that some people would get that last bit. Doing. My. Best.
I wish I would get that last bit at times.
What I'm trying to say is that there are certain mandatory outcomes (aka realistic expectations) that are required. What I'm also wanting to say is that we need NOT "kill" ourselves trying to ever meet the unrealistic ones set on us by others ... and ourselves. Seriously, why do we do that? Ex. Pec. Ta. Tions.
No, I will not always clean my house every week.
No, I will not always speak kindly to the person who obviously should know better.
No, I will not always let people cross my boundaries, as that is why I have them - they are not to be crossed.
My list could go on and on as I've had to deal with my fair share of expectation setters in my life, and especially over the last 6 years.
Basically, don't let others dictate your life. Don't feel you need to rise up (or sink down) to another persons level. Be you.
Yes, be you. Be that firework. Show them what you are worth.
To God you (and I) are worth more than gold. Never forget it.