Things In Mirror May Not Be There
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Every time I leave my house, I expect it to burn to the ground while I'm gone.
Every time.
Read that again. Take a moment to realize that I'm not joking. Every time I walk out the door I think it will be the last time I see the house. I step out, drive away, and a tiny part of me says goodbye to the place I live, the things I own.
Now, take a moment and imagine what that must be like. That's how I live every day.
But, it doesn't stop there.
The trucker I'm passing swerved slightly; I'm about to die in a fiery auto crash.
That dog looked at me; it's going to attack me.
My dog threw up; she's dying.
The plane is going down.
The car's check engine light is on; it's about to explode.
I smell smoke; the house is burning down.
The phone is ringing early in the morning; someone I love has been hospitalized.
Every little fear that comes into my head becomes some kind of horrible scenario that plays out in my mind to its inescapable conclusion. What would probably never even occur to most people becomes a certainty in my mind. The world is going to end, and somehow it'll be my fault.
But.
I push past this. I don't never leave the house just because I'm afraid it will burn down. Instead, I go, tell myself I'm being silly, and walk out the door. I drive past the trucker who's going to slow on the thruway and I haven't been killed, yet. I rescue the stray dogs that somehow seem to end up at my house; I haven't been bitten, let alone attacked. So it goes. I ignore the nagging thoughts of failure, pain, and loss. I go on, I conquer the fear.
I'm the bravest son of a bitch I know.
I know this isn't normal. I've been told so by many people, most of my life. If I let it take over my life I would never leave my bed, terrified of the world and what might happen. Any moment of sadness or pain would be justification of my fears. It would be a sad life I lead. I know, because it's already played out in my head now that I've thought about it.
Every day I work to get past this. I push past the fears I have and get on with my life. I find the resolve, every day, to be as alive and happy as I can be. I take a moment to confront the fears, abolish them, and move on. It's not easy, but I do it.
In this new year, I resolve to continue pushing past the fears that try to crush my life into meaninglessness, to live my life as though these unreasonable fears don't exist, and to continue to conquer them. I will not let myself fall into my mind's trap.
This resolution's a daily one, and I reconfirm it every time I get out of bed, step out the door, pet a strange dog, or even turn on my car. Every time my car doesn't explode, the dog doesn't bite me, and my house remains standing makes the next time slightly easier. Not much, but slightly. Maybe eventually I'll accept that my house will still be there when I get back.
That would be nice.
Every time.
Read that again. Take a moment to realize that I'm not joking. Every time I walk out the door I think it will be the last time I see the house. I step out, drive away, and a tiny part of me says goodbye to the place I live, the things I own.
Now, take a moment and imagine what that must be like. That's how I live every day.
But, it doesn't stop there.
The trucker I'm passing swerved slightly; I'm about to die in a fiery auto crash.
That dog looked at me; it's going to attack me.
My dog threw up; she's dying.
The plane is going down.
The car's check engine light is on; it's about to explode.
I smell smoke; the house is burning down.
The phone is ringing early in the morning; someone I love has been hospitalized.
Every little fear that comes into my head becomes some kind of horrible scenario that plays out in my mind to its inescapable conclusion. What would probably never even occur to most people becomes a certainty in my mind. The world is going to end, and somehow it'll be my fault.
But.
I push past this. I don't never leave the house just because I'm afraid it will burn down. Instead, I go, tell myself I'm being silly, and walk out the door. I drive past the trucker who's going to slow on the thruway and I haven't been killed, yet. I rescue the stray dogs that somehow seem to end up at my house; I haven't been bitten, let alone attacked. So it goes. I ignore the nagging thoughts of failure, pain, and loss. I go on, I conquer the fear.
I'm the bravest son of a bitch I know.
I know this isn't normal. I've been told so by many people, most of my life. If I let it take over my life I would never leave my bed, terrified of the world and what might happen. Any moment of sadness or pain would be justification of my fears. It would be a sad life I lead. I know, because it's already played out in my head now that I've thought about it.
Every day I work to get past this. I push past the fears I have and get on with my life. I find the resolve, every day, to be as alive and happy as I can be. I take a moment to confront the fears, abolish them, and move on. It's not easy, but I do it.
In this new year, I resolve to continue pushing past the fears that try to crush my life into meaninglessness, to live my life as though these unreasonable fears don't exist, and to continue to conquer them. I will not let myself fall into my mind's trap.
This resolution's a daily one, and I reconfirm it every time I get out of bed, step out the door, pet a strange dog, or even turn on my car. Every time my car doesn't explode, the dog doesn't bite me, and my house remains standing makes the next time slightly easier. Not much, but slightly. Maybe eventually I'll accept that my house will still be there when I get back.
That would be nice.
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Date: 2009-01-02 03:18 pm (UTC)You ARE brave for getting on with your life anyway.
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Date: 2009-01-02 03:50 pm (UTC)No, seriously. me too. I found myself nodding at all of this. Every time I turn the corner to go home, I sigh slightly and think in my head, Whew, it's still there. And I'm sure that everything is going to go to shit, every time.
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Date: 2009-01-03 09:52 am (UTC)I'm not afraid of dying either, I look forward to it. Seeing Jesus would be the ultimate. I'm sure some of you think I'm crazy.
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Date: 2009-01-03 08:41 pm (UTC)Great post.
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Date: 2009-01-03 10:21 pm (UTC)I hope 2009 brings you joy, happiness and more and more ease each day.
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Date: 2009-01-07 03:05 am (UTC)We saw a Police Tech Van drive down the street late last night. Our first thought was "Tech Van? That means something bad happened.... Zombies?!"
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