I Am A River

I am a river. Go with the flow.

The past couple of days I’ve had to say this to myself repeatedly. Things were getting pretty hectic at work and I was becoming extremely frustrated, agitated, and stressed out.

I was receiving a lot of attitude from my new managers when I tried to help them correct mistakes they were making or inform them of things they didn’t know. I had tried numerous times to offer advice and help but they wanted nothing to do with it. They would basically just say, “fuck it, I’m doing it my way,” regardless of if it were wrong or right. The store was constantly in a state of chaos. It was driving me nuts! Especially because I was trying to do my best to help them succeed and I was met with nothing but attitude.

So, because of all the hullabaloo, I was coming home after every shift with the weight of everything that happened at work on my shoulders. Not only had all the stress begun to affect my workmanship but it also started affecting my home life. I was irritable and cranky, snapping at everyone, and had little to no patience for anything.

I contemplated putting my two weeks in right away, whether I had another job lined up or not because it was becoming so unbearable to be there. I felt completely overwhelmed and helpless. I decided that what was going on at work wasn’t worth being that upset over. I had to put all those feelings and emotions aside because they were seriously interfering with my life.

Ultimately, it was my mother who had said, “You are a river, Molly. Just go with the flow.” So that’s exactly what I did.

In the morning the next day, as I showered, I just kept repeating to myself that I am a river and I go with the flow. I said it as I dressed, as I did my make-up, as I drove to work, and kept saying it until I was at the doors of my store.

For the entirety of my shift, I felt like my old self. I was happy and bubbly and really interacting with my guests. I kept my head down and my thoughts to myself. I didn’t try to correct or fix anything. I didn’t let the little things get to me like I had been. If at any point I started to feel frustration trying to bubble to the surface, I would just repeat the phrase to myself until the feeling subsided.

I made the conscious decision to not let the madness consume me like I would have done in the past. I would have continued to let it make me miserable. Nothing in this life is worth being miserable over. Every day is a new day- a chance to start fresh. Make the decision to move forward and set aside those petty feelings and emotions.

You are all rivers. Go with the flow.

With Love & Support,

Molly

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