Being obsessed over changing someone or rescuing someone (or just running away in general) is a well developed skill - like riding a bike - it's never forgotten and easy to hop back on the ride anytime. The end result of waiting on someone to change is the same as drinking daily poison. Becoming "alright with that" quickly makes one a numbed out stranger to trivial things like inner joy or on the good days an apathetic spectator to self worth. It's like rolling around in a toxic pool of indifference, ignoring the voice of reason - that fearless messenger who chortles the muddy truth with ease and objectivity (the kind of messenger that one prefers to shoot).
While eternally waiting for the inattentive love toad to eventually baptize you with the fountain of happiness, the natural response is to holler like a victim or remain oblivious (denial protects the gig temporarily).
When things get too hazy it's hard to discern how badly things have deteriorated. May these toadtale signs of sunken be of some assistance...regardless of their inconvenient truth:
Apparently an unexamined life is not the best use of energy. More importantly, "An unexamined toad is not worth keeping". When allowed to enter, some toxic ego types poison our joy more than others.
Do you identify with any of the unchecked egos listed below?
The Addicted Toad
The Bed Hopping Toad
The Bullying Toad
The If I Make IT Toad
The Perfect Toad
The Miracle Toad
The Secretive Toad
The Suspicious Toad
The Working Toad
When heavily preoccupied with someone else's hop, looking after oneself not only seems tedious but rather annoying. Like, should I work out for an hour or would those 60 minutes be better spent pleading with the toad to not submerge into work for the 30th day in a row?
Identifying which toad in the road mists you the most raises self awareness, which may result in staying conscious long enough to be obsession-free for an hour. This may sound like a feeble return to joy but more importantly, it's the path of the optimistic turtle...one little victory at a time.
While eternally waiting for the inattentive love toad to eventually baptize you with the fountain of happiness, the natural response is to holler like a victim or remain oblivious (denial protects the gig temporarily).
When things get too hazy it's hard to discern how badly things have deteriorated. May these toadtale signs of sunken be of some assistance...regardless of their inconvenient truth:
"When Waiting for Someone to Change Has Gone a Tad Too Far":
- the body and mind are basically burnt out
- a blase approach to bankruptcy is achieved
- a few divorces or multiple common in laws fit snugly under the belt
- intimacy means plugging into a screen
- the "new toad" hops like the old toad
- the FAM is still arguing "who first, chicken or egg?"
- conceiving offspring seems like the wisest solution
- getting away from it all means going to the washroom or "the safe place"
- protesting therapy still seems logical
- IV drips and medical procedures come into play
- smoking until requiring portable oxygen has more appeal than quitting
- social outings are based on "Group"
- escaping the truth is still appealing
- peers only show up in the form of an intervention
- surviving on crumbs of attention is still acceptable
- there's still energy left for enthusiastically leaping zillions of miles, to ensure life remains as difficult as possible
Apparently an unexamined life is not the best use of energy. More importantly, "An unexamined toad is not worth keeping". When allowed to enter, some toxic ego types poison our joy more than others.
Do you identify with any of the unchecked egos listed below?
Which Toad Mists You the Most?
(Bring one up to the magnifying glass with one click...)
The Addicted Toad
The Bed Hopping Toad
The Bullying Toad
The If I Make IT Toad
The Miracle Toad
The Secretive Toad
The Suspicious Toad
The Working Toad
When heavily preoccupied with someone else's hop, looking after oneself not only seems tedious but rather annoying. Like, should I work out for an hour or would those 60 minutes be better spent pleading with the toad to not submerge into work for the 30th day in a row?
Identifying which toad in the road mists you the most raises self awareness, which may result in staying conscious long enough to be obsession-free for an hour. This may sound like a feeble return to joy but more importantly, it's the path of the optimistic turtle...one little victory at a time.
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