Mistakes I Have Made, Lessons I Have Learned

This last week I have been working on myself. It is good to take a few moments and reflect and see what you would have done better, or differently so that in the future you learn.

I have made some mistakes. I have said and done things I shouldn’t have and I won’t be making that mistake again. I thought I would tell you what they are, so you can see another fragment of me.

I over indulged myself again. Have you ever heard that saying “Too much of a good thing is never a good thing?” I realized that I am an impulsive person and I don’t think things through.

I listened to one friend bad mouth another. “There is so much good in the worst of us. There is so much bad in the best of us that it ill behooves any of us to talk about the rest of us.” But it is not only that, it says a lot about someone that they would feel the need to do this.

I discovered who my friends really where. It is funny that when you are feeling your worst, looking even more so, you can turn around and there is that friend. That person who knows, even without you telling them, how you feel and who you are. I am so glad I have these people in my life. I am glad they don’t believe me when I tell them how terrible I am.

I found that what feels good isn’t always what is good. I learned this one again, and again and again. Just because it is exciting and thrilling doesn’t mean that it is good. Sure it is exciting to jump off a bridge and I am sure that there is some thrill, until you realize you will, no matter what, hit that bottom.

I realized I have to see things as others do. I have to be aware of the perceptions others can have and the effects that those perceptions can have on people. I have to be willing to be responsible for them and be careful not to hurt people. I also have to be clear. I have a tendency to put off the wrong image or let people just believe what they want without the responsibility of if what they see is true or not and how that effects them.

I also realized I have been lying to myself. I told people that I didn’t want a relationship, but that is not true. I just don’t want *any* relationship. I want a good relationship. I don’t mind being single, but I don't want to do it forever. I want that last call, the person I can share my life with, my other half. I thought that because I did better when I was with someone, than not, made me less of a person. It doesn’t. I want a relationship, but with someone who is right for me. I want that man of my dreams. I want a partner for my life.

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