I decided, yet again, that I am not going to let other people’s shhstuff become mine. The other day, I was in a great place: I was cleaning up my email, checking things off my to-do list, feeling great. Then someone (who shall always remain nameless–more on that later) just lied–through their teeth–as we use to say in my hood. As I sat there trying to stay in my good mood, I struggled with being in my good place and just going off on this person. Man, I was torn. Something in me was loving my place, the peace of it; and something in me just needed to rant about this blatant lack of integrity! People! I said to myself.
But as, I sat there trying very hard to stay happy, I decided to re-recommit to not letting other peoples’ crap bring me out of my self-imposed happiness–it is a choice you know. Right then I decided to be happy, so I let it go. Now for the “nameless” comment I made earlier.
I am not the one to gossip–just never got into it. I guess it never became a part of my culture–personal habits. But, as I struggled to rant about this person’s behavior, I wanted to tell someone. I wanted to just vent my frustration about the experience, which I did but without naming who. That’s when it hit me: “What will talking about this person really change about what they did or who they are? I wondered, “Will my telling someone else about this stop him/her from doing this to someone else?” That was the right question to ask myself. And when I realized the answer was “no,” so I decided not to tell anyone, else (even without naming). What I decided was to tell others of my re-re-commitment. Now, that’s something I can control–what I do. Breathing now and back in my good space, good mood, and checking things off my list–this post included.