There are times I feel quite torn. That is when I know I need something more than Elmer's glue. I don't need Super Bondo or anything like that. I just need something to keep me from getting fragmented. Fortunately when I feel torn, I don't usually come apart, so maybe scotch tape will help. I definitely don't need Uline Duct Tape, no matter how many colors it comes it. I do have to say duct tape can fix just about anything though. It is the handyperson's best friend. When the window in your car cracks or the ceiling in your kitchen begins to crumble, duct tape is a great (if temporary) fix-it.
But I digress, which may be part of the problem.
I am a big picture kind of guy. I like to look at the whole picture. But then I get engulfed in the multi-faceted aspect of all the life situations I find myself involved in. Now there is the problem maybe! I examine things too much, over-ruminate. Just do it. Just go for it. Is this people pleasing? Me? Hahahahaha!
I'm afraid so.
But I am getting better. I am saying "no" more frequently these days. I finally learned that saying "yes" to things you are not really inclined to say yes to is not fair to the other person and even more unfair to yourself.
So really, I imagine I am not torn at all. I usually know my heart. It is on my sleeve afterall. It's my brain no one can see. They just see the results of my brain's conjurations. And then only if I open my mouth and share.
So what now? I am not torn, just frayed. I'm not fragmented, I'm faceted. Overall, I am okay, normal even...and if I'm not, please don't tell me. Then I would really need Super Bondo and a big roll of duct tape and all the king's horses...just might be enough to patch me up.
But I digress, which may be part of the problem.
I am a big picture kind of guy. I like to look at the whole picture. But then I get engulfed in the multi-faceted aspect of all the life situations I find myself involved in. Now there is the problem maybe! I examine things too much, over-ruminate. Just do it. Just go for it. Is this people pleasing? Me? Hahahahaha!
I'm afraid so.
But I am getting better. I am saying "no" more frequently these days. I finally learned that saying "yes" to things you are not really inclined to say yes to is not fair to the other person and even more unfair to yourself.
So really, I imagine I am not torn at all. I usually know my heart. It is on my sleeve afterall. It's my brain no one can see. They just see the results of my brain's conjurations. And then only if I open my mouth and share.
So what now? I am not torn, just frayed. I'm not fragmented, I'm faceted. Overall, I am okay, normal even...and if I'm not, please don't tell me. Then I would really need Super Bondo and a big roll of duct tape and all the king's horses...just might be enough to patch me up.
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