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Letting Go: It's Beyond Your Control Girl



The last few weeks have been rough. There have been so many ups and downs that I didn't know whether I was coming or going. For every right, there were six wrongs. Of course I smiled through it, because that is what I do. This is normal, because we all go through stuff, right? Right! But for some reason the bad news just wouldn't let up, I was being hit from all directions and I didn't know what to do but to surrender. 

I've never been a quitter, I've always chosen to fight through whatever was going on with me and so far, I have always come out on top. One of my downfalls has also been never asking for help, I'd rather suffer, and struggle so that when things finally turn around I can say that I did it, by myself, as I always do. Talking about my problems with others only happens after the problems are solved. This time however, I decided to take a different route, I asked for help, but help never came. Still wondering why I don't ask for help?

Normally I would go into survival mode, and find an answer to all of my problems, but with everything going on I was too tired to fight, it was just easier to give up. So, that's what I was going to do, for the first time in my life I was going to give up and just let the chips fall where they may. Then I remembered someone telling me to let go of things that I had no control over (it was probably Oprah, she has the answer to everything.) I'm not a failure, I never have been, and I wasn't about to start now. I let the problems go, and decided that if things were meant to work out they would, and if they came crashing down, I'd cover my head and hope that the damage wasn't too severe.

Almost two months after everything started going from good to bad, things have definitely turned around, and I'm so proud to be able to say that I did this by myself, without the help of others, and I didn't give up. What I've learned in these past weeks is that, I am not in control. I do not say what does and does not happen. When things are going badly, relinquish control with the understanding that your worrying will not fix the issue, your worrying will not make you feel better or put a smile on your face, understand that sometimes you just have to give up control, and that's totally ok.

Oh, remember the good I was talking about? I've had a lot of great writing opportunities come my way. Some I've shared, others I've stayed pretty quiet about. Here is my latest piece on bridalhotlist.com, where I am a regular contributor.
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