Changing Playmates and Playgrounds
I used to hang out with people and in places where I didn’t belong or had no business–unhealthy places–but I thought I was choosing to be there. Now I know that my addiction made the choice for me.
Then I got sober and found myself still making unhealthy hang-out choices. I’d go places because I thought I was supposed to or because I thought it would make someone else happy.
Never mind my own desires. I let others make choices for me. I sacrificed myself a lot back then. Today I know that I am worth more, that I am worthy of stating, and then following, my own choices.
Today I make good hang-out choices. I go where I want to go. I go there because I want to be there. I go with–or without–the people I want in my life. For the most part, I go when I want to go (although this one is a bit trickier.).
Can you say the same? I hope you can because giving your power and choices to another out of obligation could be habit-forming. Should’s and would’s can become ought-to’s and could-have’s.
I’ve spent the last few days hangin’ out at Tender Acres in Bartonville, TX, with a sweet 11-year-old boy and his grandmother. On this Mindful Monday, I feel re-charged and re-focused.
I know for sure that life is good. Even the barn cat says so!
Where are you hangin’ out today? Are you there by your choice or because someone else wants you to be there?