Look Away

When I began dealing with my own mental shortcomings, I was asked to provide a description of how life felt for me at that point. I described a room with sixteen walls, with me trapped inside. On each wall was a mirror: they weren’t there for me to look into, but to reflect back my own shortcomings. There was no way out.

As each week has passed, a mirror’s been smashed. The fear of bad luck is irrelevant, old wives tales summarily ignored and passed by. Behind frames have been rewards: sometimes a door into a dusty room, not lived in or seen for sometimes decades. Occasionally it’s just been a phrase in my own handwriting, written then forgotten.

Then, last week, a mirror was broken that proved this room is actually a building.

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For a week I was outside myself for the first time in many years, existing in a green, warm space that had been largely forgotten. The building is still there though, there’s walls left where mirrors should not be. However, one remains intact, and that’s the one which reflects back my own need to be true to this new, but old, person.

Once upon a time, so much would scare me. Things would create chaos and fear in my mind: what would people think of me if I was myself? It was impossible to distinguish these multiple reflections from the person I really was. Sometimes, I still get fooled and undoubtedly going forward, this will still happen.

However, it’s not going to destroy what’s been rediscovered.

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That means, going forward, that I’ll be far more willing to explain what bothers me. If you upset me and I feel it worthwhile, you’ll know why that was. There will be no more passive aggressive behaviour, either. I default to kind whenever possible, but if you turn up and don’t contribute anything of value? Sorry, there are better people to talk to.

Life is far too short to get hung up on the non-contributors. If you’d like to matter and be part of my life going forward, turn up prepared to give your all, 100%. I don’t have time for all that shit any more, and if the future is to be built away from that old building, and it will be, the darkness beneath it must be forgotten forever.

This is my life now, and I am never going back.