There are roadblocks in our lives. Whether it is a person (ex, wife, boss, friend, stranger on the street), a thing (broken car, not enough money, better job), a situation (childcare, elderly parents, family issues), or whatever your unique roadblock may be.
I am not of the camp that believes “if only you would/could do ‘x’ you could improve your life”. There are too many outside factors that work against us. Too many choices outside our control putting stones on our path.
The last couple of posts have involved my daughter and dealing with the other side her family (stone on my path). The reason for those posts is simple. Writing helps to work it out. You are the invisible audience made real. Even if no one read any of this, the act of creating and posting allows for the brain to imagine someone will.
Considering the audience creates a desire to edit. The focus goes from the internal to the external. It creates a need for a point and a purpose. Not just rants. Words have weight and meaning.
Driving to pick up my daugther yesterday I was reflecting on those previous posts. This started as a parenting / divorcing blog / podcast. It is a choice to share those frustrations because everyone has something or someone that creates friction in their lives. That is inevitable. What we do about it is up to us. Fear of the future kept me from the present. Failing to talk about and identify those fears exasperated them.
All the time and effort and work others put into writing blogs and books and newsletters played a role in finding solutions. Identifying what was truly in the way. What was really creating and causing friction. What was holding me back. That falls to me. I did not have the tools necessary when they were needed.
That is one of the many reasons for writing here. To share the tools. To let you know you are not alone. The more you share, the more you talk, the more you are willing and able to expose, the better the chance someone will benefit. Just remember to stop and which to listening if they are ready to walk through.
Posted. Not Perfect.
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