Some horrible, no good, very bad things have happened to me this semester. Things that shook me, changed me, and truly hurt me. I've dealt with everything as best as I could, but a lot of the time I was really afraid that everything was falling apart. But today something great happened. Someone told me that I was handling the experience with dignity and grace.
Dignity and grace.
I've never felt more flattered. For a complete stranger to look at everything from the outside and say they admired the way I dealt with it was so completely gratifying. I truly believe that I'm becoming a stronger and better person.
I've learned to embrace and process my emotions, instead of taking the easy way and running from them. I've learned that even the ugly feelings--like pain, heartbreak, and even anger--can help me to grow. I've learned that no one else can dictate how I respond to that pain. I've learned that I care and love deeply, and that is always a good thing, even if sometimes it goes unappreciated.
I'm still pretty far from really being "okay". I still have my moments, and I probably will for a good while to come.
But I'm handling things with dignity and grace.
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