Someone recently me accused me of moping. Being the strong independent female I am, I immediately entered defense mode and denied all accusations. "What! I am NOT moping or sulking or dwelling or anything of that nature!!" Needless to say my feathers were ruffled. I was very angry.
But then another friend said something similar to me, but put much more gently. The conversation went tosmething like this:
me: Friend, I feel as if the Universe hates me. Everything keeps going wrong.
friend: Silly, the Universe isn't making things go wrong, you are letting them.
What does this add up to? Get off your butt and make better decisions. Am I moping? Maybe not quite. To be fair there have been many things that have been out of my control. But there have been a lot of things that resulted directly from my own decisions. It always bothers me when women complain about all of the losers that they date. "Why can't I just find a good guy?" They mope. Now I feel a little like a hypocrite. I have been living my life as a risk taker-- live life to the fullest!!! But then act surprised or want people to bring me flowers when I break my leg skydiving as if I were involved in some tragedy and God hated me. Ha! I would like to take this moment to apologise to my dear friend. May they find my apology drifting through their space.
What am I trying to say? I believe in tragedy. I do. But I also believe that tragedy is very often misdiagnosed. Rather, moping is misdiagnosed for tragedy. People want to help. I promise. It is way easier to fix someone else's problems than your own-- solution? Get together with a buddy and everyone gets help! Ha! What an idea! Ok. I know it is not that simple. But getting out of any problem is only as complicated as it is. Emotions aside you can find a way. I believe in you, as I believe in myself. I am asking for help. Help!
