I’ve Beat My Head on The Wall Long Enough; Time to Feel Great!
There are roles in life to which, either by fate or by our own design, we have very little choice over. Some take longer to realize as a dead-end, some you just get beat up over. When you consider an average lifespan and take into account your own advancing years as they inch along an illusory track that has been greased for maximum effect by worry and countless sleepless nights, the thing or event you have clung to like a lifeline becomes painfully clear as being all a sham. Instead, you end up treading water as the shoreline grows distant and night falls…
It matters not the role or the situation, there just seem to be too many to remember and certainly this blog could not list them all in the space of a normal writing. There is, for instance, the loyal employee who has been offered many positions along the way with increased pay and vacation time, but who has stayed with his regular job and gets canned merely months before he could begin being compensated by retirement. No job, no insurance, and no more life. It’s not fair to take advantage of someone who has given you more than 100% and actually been the backbone of the company. Is anyone truly aware of what they have done? Nope!
We’ve all had our parents tell us they hope we have kids that treat us just like we did them. What’s that supposed to mean? What if we’ve been the perfect parent, giving, understanding, there at and for every occasion whether or not we needed to be? Not so this generation. They believe it is all them! They should be handed everything on a silver platter with minimum time and or effort spent. Then, they scorn their parents for the very acts of love and concern they were given because it wasn’t enough. Is this the way it is meant to be? Nope!
What about the care takers? The doctor who used to have time to spend a 20 minute appointment with you in order to really listen to you, to find out what hurts and exactly where, then ask such questions as: “What has recently changed in your life that could be a contributing factor?” Only, they don’t do that anymore. They believe they know your body better than you do. Fifteen minutes are just enough time to charge for twice that. If the doctor writes you one or more prescriptions that promise to make you feel better, he gets a commission for those. As to making you feel better? Maybe for a short while, but he didn’t do you any favors by just giving you substances that only mask the symptoms. He’s just stringing you along and now that he has two to five medications your on, he just waits for you to die or get better. Either way, he collects. Is that fair? Nope!
Well, whether from one or all of the above scenarios, don’t you think you’ve beat your head up against the wall long enough? Say so and stop! What is fair is that you get YOUR life back and it is long past due to feel Great again!
Writing is my dream. From romance to dragons; fairies to fantasy worlds, this is where I live and play. Thanks be to God! – Lisa Hannah Wells
By the way: Any situations mentioned above are with no person in mind. Should you see yourself in this post, you are just being vain and petty and arrogant. Get a life!
