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Is it my or when you see the phrase lose yourself do you start singing Eminem’s driving anthem. The song is just as current today as when it was released 15 years ago. I wrote last night about trademark, which goes hand in hand with our identity. In Eminem’s song he talks about losing yourself in a music and giving it all you got. In life, we must give it all we got – we owe ourselves that-, but we can’t lose ourselves in the craziness.
Life’s circumstances can make it hard to stay true to ourselves, but we have to persevere through the challenges. If you’re like me, life has thrown you more than a couple of curve balls. In fact, if your 2017 has been like mine, I’m sure your wondering why the hell the curve balls won’t stop!?!?! Am I right? I think we’ve all been gifted more lemons this year than available vodka resulting in an unfavorable lemon to lemon drop ratio. It’s a sad state of affairs when that happens and it needs to change. 2018 do you hear me?
As we march towards 2018, 2017 has shaken many of us to our core – myself included. Grief, stress and disappointment are not the most fun combination in the world. Yes, I know captain obvious here… Grief, as I’ve found, can surprise you and completely envelop you if you let it. It creeps up when you least expect it amplifying other negative emotions.
Consequently, I was writing my blog last night when it dawned on me. I’ve drifted away from who I am as a person. I had to started to give in to the bulls%#t allowing others to define how I feel about myself and the world. Fuck that shit (sorry mom!) It was a liberating experiencing last night and left me feeling empowered. Truly, sometimes knowing is half the balance. When I realized that I had started to let the trials of life and people in it impact my trademark and my identity, I knew exactly how it fix it. You gotta love those Eureka moments!
Undoubtedly, writing is cathartic for the soul. While this blog started as a means of coping with grief after losing Debbie in March, I’ve learned a lot more about myself than I had ever anticipated. Meanwhile, here we are seven months later and I sill cannot bring myself to write about the experience of losing her. Unquestionably, it is a gradual journey and someday I’ll be able to share those experiences here. Nonetheless, here is what I do know. Life is too short to wallow in the weeds letting life or others impact our positive outlook. At the end of the day, we own our mindset as much as we own our identity. Don’t let anyone take that away from you ever no matter how tired you may be. Only you can protect your identity (and prevent forest fires.)