I often find myself wondering why I haven’t simply “gotten over it” and moved on with my life.
I get upset with myself for feeling down or angry or numb.
I get irritated when I light another cigarette or drink another beer, because I know deep down I don’t want to keep doing it… yet, I do. Time and time again, I do.
The truth is that I’m just another human, trying to live a human life like all the other humans out there. It’s easy to become impatient with myself when I feel like I’m not making the strides I’d like to, but I do try to catch myself and say, “hey, you’re doing the absolute best you can. Don’t get frustrated. Accept things for what they are and, as you can, make the changes you need to move forward. But don’t expect it to happen overnight.”
Really, being patient with others is a virtue, but being patient with yourself is essential. Being able to take a deep breath and allow yourself to process the world at the pace that’s best for you is the only way you can truly heal — trying to force it will only yield rushed results, and may potentially set you back further than where you started.
Be kind — to others, to yourself. Be patient — with all things, all people, all aspects of yourself and your heart. Allow yourself to feel and don’t berate yourself for it. Your heart will thank you for it.