Ok so there are times in life where everything seems to take a rapid turn and change directions. I know it happens. I've been there many times...but I still don't know how to cope with.
I guess Mr. Newton was so right about the inertia. Why do we try to resist so much to change? Why do our minds cling on so hard to the known routine? Is it the fear of the unknown?
In my case it might. Does that make me an unadventurous person? Scratch that. I think it makes me a control freak. I have to be in control of everything, know exactly my environment and the reactions that I'll get from it. The hard part is starting over. And of course, the tension that comes with it.
I know it. I know it happens. So all that's left for me is take deep breaths, try to focus on "baby steps and one day at a time" stuff. It'll eventually pass.
Now that I think of it, I've only known one person that I could trust so much to let go of my control...but that person's gone now, and I'm back in control and breathing and walking and all that stuff.
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