leave it behind
It’s funny how quickly humans become creatures of habit. We often seem to look to the past with a grass-is-greener mentality. Guilty party, population one. I wish I had some ghetto fairy godmother to smack me upside the head when I do this, because I do it far too often. I always fail to live in the moment. It’s the bad hair cut analogy that works best here. So you’ve finally decided to cut your hair, you’ve had the same hair style for what seems like forever and you’re just sick of it. Anything would be better at this point...right? So you go and get it cut only to end up with something you’ll inevitably be stuck with for the next few months until it grows out. You reminisce about your old hair, look at pictures, cry stars like some preteen emo kid listening to bad punk.
Aaaand this is where the ghetto fairy godmother comes in with the smack down. Hello?! Did you forget the reason you went to get your hair cut in the first place? It wasn’t working! So how about you take some styling product to that shiznit and quit your whining.
So change is a natural evil I guess. It’s painful like none other, I won’t deny it. But the thing is, if you took the initiative to make the change, chances are you probably weren’t so happy to begin with in the first place.
I just need to keep working at reconciling the two.