I am a friend. And empath. A helper. A listener and a counselor. A person who is always there for others, no matter how busy my life is or how drained I am at times. And I am good at it. (Not my words, but others’)
But enough is enough.
I like the minimalist approach when it comes to stuff and clutter in the house, and just recently I applied that method to the rest of my life as well. I decided to get rid of people in my life, all the friends I have, all the acquaintances, lovers, fuck buddies, etc.
(I couldn’t get rid of my children or my mother, but trust me, I would have 🙂 )
I also deleted my apps that were distracting me and sucking my time away from me. Anything that makes me get in contact with humans, I closed down. I pushed myself to the desert, the edge of total bareness and emptiness.
“Why would you make such a drastic move?” you might ask.
Well, it got to a point where I realized that although I am there for everyone at any time of the day, and it helps them most of the time, in reality it drains me like nothing else. I take on their problems, I carry them, I try to solve them for them, and it effects me for the worse. But this weird urge comes from within me that I need to share, I need to educate, I need to tell people things, I need to help. But in reality, is that true?! Do I really NEED TO do all these things? So now I decided to give myself a break from all these “needs” and see if the world would collapse without my cooperation and without me holding up the pillars of it. (I have a strong hunch that it will go on just fine, but my ego is struggling to accept this concept 🙂 )
It all started with me wanting to go on a trip with my friends. My friends with whom we talked about it already and seemed excited about it as well. But when the actual planning part took place, they backed out, and not in a straight forward way- which I would have appreciated, -but a rather cowardly, beating around the bush kinda way. It did make me upset, and that’s what triggered my decision to take a break from the illusion of friendships that I thought I had, because the painful reality is that whenever they need me in a way they do, I am there for them, but when I -once in a blue moon – ask them to do the same for me, they don’t seem to understand the importance of it. Ultimately we are always alone in this world, and I have known it deep down since I was little, but I liked the illusion that fooled me otherwise.
Yes, something in me was triggered, hence the decision of taking a break from my “friends” for a few months, but also it made me very happy as well, because it forced me to want to travel alone for a change, and do the things I “needed” them to do all alone. Because the only person who can make me happy is me alone, no one else. I can’t sit around waiting for everyone else to accommodate my wants and needs as I please, and I also am not obligated to do that for them either. I can do it and I certainly can please them as well, but that should be my decision, my choice and wanting nothing else in return. So this whatever happened made me stop a bit, analyze why I was doing things in the first place and I realized that while I’ve been doing all that service to others, I have not been taking care of the only business I was responsible for: MY OWN BUSINESS.
Here I am going around mingling in everyone’s life, meanwhile abandoning my own. My life is empty, chaotic, frantic and emptied out, all because the owner of that business is gone, being busy with everyone else’s problems but hers.
I can’t blame my friends for it, they had nothing to do with it. It was all my choice and my own fault. This situation- no matter how painful it was at the moment- just pushed me back towards myself again, woke me up from my delusional ways of leading my life and for that I can forever be thankful to my friends. Because even the “bad things” are good for something and this emptying out of my life, sitting down with myself and all that time on my hands now makes me take a closer look at my real self, my real wants and needs, helps me get rid of the old bad habits and forming some new, healthier habits instead. It also makes me panicky sometimes because when you are not doing the same old distracting things, what are you really gonna do with all that time on your hands? Also when I have a thought and I am wondering what they are doing or how their lives are, it forces me to let that thought just happen in my mind and not actually act upon it. It forces me to actually not try to help others with advice when I do meet up with humans, just let them talk freely and listen to them and tell myself on the inside that “indeed, it is not my problem, not my business” and let it all go, without the inner urgent need to interact, to enforce my own philosophy, my own vision and my own mind onto it. Just letting things be as they are, people be who they are and be at peace with it, without trying to change one single thing about it.
It is eye opening to say the least. It is getting me out of my comfort zone and is shifting my perception, but I am loving this ride. It is making me reevaluate myself, my old wiring, why I do things and do I really need to be like that? I feel like deep within it is creating a whole new “me”.
You know when you want to clean your fridge, first you have to take everything out of it in order to get to it. I feel like I am the fridge that’s been overused and neglected, in need of some TLC. People are the fillers in it.
Once I have emptied my life from distractions and clutter, I will see what it all looks like, what needs to be repaired, what needs to be fixed, or cleaned….and THEN…. whatever is still good and useful will go back to the fridge, and whatever has expired, gone bad is going out of my life. Same with people, relationship, habits.
Cheers to new endings and even newer beginnings!