Progress not perfection.
Today I had a confrontation.
Someone verbally attacked me and put me down.
And inside I felt rage.
I felt injustice.
I was so angry I felt like I might burst into flames.
That’s not like me at all.
Nowadays I hardly ever feel anger.
But some people just manage to push our buttons.
And my buttons got pushed.
Now ideally, I would have calmly made my excuses and left without anything kicking off.
That’s what I’m striving for.
But I didn’t catch myself in time and I argued back.
I let the rage get the better of me.
However after a few minutes I managed to gather myself enough to get out of the situation.
I got in my car and I drove home with the anger pumping around my veins like cars racing the grand prix in my bloodstream.
I got home and I got on my rowing machine, and I starting rowing as fast and hard as I could.
And after twenty minutes of that I played energetic loud music and danced around my sitting room like a skinhead in a mosh pit.
And after that, after I got all that anger and frustration out of my system.
I meditated and I connected with my Higher Power.
And after that?
After that the anger was gone.
Ideally I would have got up and walked out as soon as I knew an attack was coming.
Ideally I would not have reacted.
But I did, and that’s okay, because I am doing the best that I can.
Because it’s about progress and not perfection.
It’s about knowing that we are human and we will fail from time to time.
And loving ourselves and forgiving ourselves for that.
Self acceptance is true liberation from all negative crap.
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