
For as long as I can recall, the way I was taught to deal with conflict was to take swift, immediate action. The problem with this type reaction is I never gave myself the proper time to evaluate any and all possible means of resolution. When put into a situation where I was upset or angered, the world around me was no longer shades of grey, but just black and white... right and wrong... crime and punishment.
Throughout the years, communication with people has been severed, much like a head on a chopping block, without allowing myself to take a moment to really consider what I was doing. Pride and internal supreme visions of justice over took my ability to take a step back and view the world as a third person observer.
In my recent moments of habitual family chaos, it became evident that this way of "dealing" with the things I cannot control or fix, has caused my vigilante brain to slow down and create a new neural pathway. Rather than bolt up the metaphorical mountain on a well-beaten and familiar path, I now wander slowing through the brush, chipping away at the ground below. Reaching the top of this mountain is still the goal, but reaching it the right way is now the motivation.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
A Different Pathway
