Everyone tells a story of who they are. A story of who they think themselves to be. As a young child parents tell our story for us. When I became old enough to tell my own story I told a story of a girl who was afraid, insecure, intensely emotional but happy. When I first got married I lost the parts about fear and most of the insecurity. However, over the years, even though reality changed my story wasn't being altered much. Few if any really heard the chapters about the silent hell I was living, in fact much of the time I didn't tell it to myself. I was telling a fabulous story about a beautiful family that was content and happy and a woman who possessed inner joy. So when the time came to face reality head on no one was prepared for it, especially me. The story I was now telling was so much different than the one before and many were not interested in hearing it while others thought it a piece of fiction. Perhaps that only made me feel the need to tell it over and over again till I would find enough people to listen to it, to believe it, help me make sense of it and change it. That story became like a broken record. It played over and over again in my mind. The story was about a helpless, pitiable, victim that was in need of saving. In an attempt to change my story I started to tell a story of martyrdom. But basically the theme was really the same as it always had been. It wasn't until my closest and dearest friend kindly pointed that out to me, that I realized that I really needed to write a new story of who and what I am now. I'm incredibly grateful to her for that because now I'm telling a new story. It's got humor, intrigue,drama, plot twists, action and adventure; but mostly it's a 'feel good' story. Oh my story will have some heartache and a few tears in them too but I hope that all my friends and family who love me will be able to perceive the differences and appreciate this new story. Quite honestly I hope they'll help me write it. Because without them, there really isn't much of a story.
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I think everyone tends to share their story over and over as a way to process it, to understand it, and to help identify the constant when you hear it repeated that keeps you hanging on to it. Once you figure out the constant you can begin to rewrite that story.
I keep telling my friends that when I get sick of the sound of my own voice whining about the same issues, I know its time to be the change I wish to see in my world.
But if you don't tell the stories, then you miss out on the beautiful insights loving friends and family can give you to help you create your new story.
Remember too, that you need to be the lead character in your story and its up to you to adjust the rest of the characters, or even write them out of the script if need be. Sunny, you're a star! I love you!! <3
This was beautiful to read, by the way.
Glad you enjoyed reading. =o)
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing.
I love Shakespeare! In the new system, when I am asking him for help with my writing, I will ask him if he still views life this way. Isn't it wonderful that our story will go on forever, and ever, and ever? That thought comforts me when we seem to be in the middle section of the plot and everything seems like it is against us. We will get our happy ending.
i love it! :<))
One thing is for sure: wherever there is a you and a me present, they'll be a pretty interesting story to follow...
That's fo dang sho Ms. Contos. ;)
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