Well, this evening I got a taste of my own medicine and it didn't feel so good. I know it was what I needed, but it wasn't what I was looking for. You see I have a friend and mentor who I call frequently.
Usually our calls are uneventful and pleasant. This evening it was not. I called with anger in my heart. It's been there for several days now. I wanted her to be kind and feel sorry for me. She did not. She basically told me to get over it. It's none of my business what someone else does or doesn't do.
Of course I know she's right. To be honest, I knew before I called her, she would give it to me straight. I can also see, now, why I've been so tired and dragged out.
I know anger and bitterness can and will make you sick. My mother died, I believe, from holding onto lots of bitterness. She had a lot to be angry about, granted, but in the end, her perpetrator still lives and breaths, she does not.
I've tried to be optimistic most of my life. Even when I carried underlying rage, it only flared up occasionally. Of course on these occasions, one would be best off far away from me. I know, I also had health issues because of it.
With that said, I am praying for peace and letting go of something I have no control over. What I do have control over, is my attitude. It wasn't fun, and not in the least productive to hold this anger. Today will be a better day.
P.S. Monday, no sugar, no caffeine! Fantasizing freedom from my ego and SUGAR!!