There were years I spent, not loving my life. There were parts of it I hated so much, I just wanted us to be airlifted into a new life.
But that wouldn’t work.
The first thing I had to do was accept that nobody was going to change my life for me. Why would they? They were too busy worrying about their own life.
I learned that where there is change, there is always an adjustment period. Change happens a little bit at a time.
It never happens all at once. There are too many nuances, people, variables, behaviours and thought patterns to think that all of those things will change with you tat the same time.
Making a change happens little by little. Step by step. You adjust as you go.
So what did I do?
First I needed to get clear on what I wanted. (Not what I didn’t want… big difference).
Then I had to start making the daily choices that would line up with it. Consistently. Every day. You do the next right thing that lines up with what you want.
Doing things that don’t line up with what you want always sets you back. I don’t recommend it. I don’t like going backwards and you won’t either. It’s too painful. Try to avoid that as much as possible.
I am learning there is no shortcut. The only shortcut you can take, looks a lot like the long road. I don’t wish to be airlifted any longer.
One day, I woke up and realized I love my life now.
It’s not perfect. It’s not exactly how I want it to be. But I’m making great progress, and I can’t ask for more than that.
Anyone can change their life. And everyone deserves to have a life they love. The only chains that bind you, are the ones you make in your mind.
Let the shackles go, and start taking baby steps towards the life you want.
It’s never too late to start.