As I was saying, at my great age you would think lessons from the past wouldn't have to be repeated....HA !
We all go through "stuff" as they call it now, some of us learn, some, not so much. I am guilty of a few things in life, being open has been one of my greatest crimes.
Once it was fun to play mind games with people, but as you get older it becomes tiresome.
You give up, you stop trying to be what everyone else wants you to be, or you become cloaked in your behavior, even that can wear you down to a point of losing sight, losing direction and worst of all, losing focus.
For the less robust, it can cause irreparable damage, frayed corners of the mind that drive some to extreme behavior and even more extreme actions.
For the few of us that weather the storms, we change, we adapt, we adjust our amour and head straight back into battle.
Part of my self imposed therapy consists of asking why ?
Why does it have to be this way, why do we set out to hurt, manipulate and trample the lives of the many we come into contact with.
In an attempt to get to the top of some imaginary heap, we create a universe of fear for ourselves and for others, plain speech is a thing of the past, dare I say it, we may offend, we no longer have an opinion, if we do.....then be it at your peril.
I can't guarantee that the mistakes of old won't return to haunt me, but as I go I shall make every effort to learn.
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