You know the “moments” I’m talking about.
The ones we try to keep inside, keep hidden, avoid at all costs.
The moments where we lose our s*$t.
These are the moments where we hit the breaking point. Everything boils over and we can’t function any more.
The moments no amount of positive thinking, silver lining, lesson learning, will bring us out of our stuff that is sitting on our chest like an elephant.
At these moments, it’s easy to become caught up in the thought spiral- the doom and gloom of “what else is about to happen?”
And yet, I’m here to tell you that these moments, as painful and embarrassing and “must be hidden at all costs” as they can be, are more common then you would believe.
I say common because we ALL go through them, not to diminish what you are going through or how unique your situation is, you are the only one who truly knows how you feel.
The truth is even people we place on pedestals, look up to as gurus, think so highly of, have these moments as well.
We are all human and this is part of our human experience.
No amount of personal development, therapy, coaching, self work, self help books, can save us from avoiding these moments.
And in fact, we need to experience them because they show us we are growing. We are moving beyond the place where life is comfortable, where we get it and everything happens easily.
Hitting these moments, these obstacles, these hard times means we have stepped forward in a new direction, otherwise we never would face whatever it is that we’re facing.
Personally, I have lived a life that often seems to look pretty put together on the outside. I had a friend once bestow the nickname “Perfect” on me. I have made my life about personal development and having faith in my path and constantly working to improve my life.
And yet, I face these moments too.
It wasn’t long ago that I sat in my car with a friend and hit my breaking point. I balled my eyes out for a good 20 minutes.
She sat there with me, experiencing my “moment” (though I may have preferred to be alone) and she allowed me to fall apart.
And a funny thing happened as my frustration and stress and overwhelm boiled over.
I looked at her and all I could say was “FUCK!”
Then I laughed. And she laughed with me.
I laughed until more tears came out of my eyes, different ones this time.
I said to her “I am a trained master communicator. I know how to use language to uplift and support and guide other people, and the best I can come up with for myself is ‘FUCK'”.
Then we laughed some more.
And no, my situation didn’t immediately turn around that second, and yet the hold this “Moment” had over me began to diminish.
After probably months of trying to avoid reaching this point, I finally gave myself permission to just let it go.
To let down the walls holding me together trying to still be that “Perfect” put together person on her path.
To just lose my shit for a moment.
When we have these experiences, it is important to feel them, to let the emotion roll and rage. To let it out.
The key is not allowing them to take over and become more than just one moment. To experience what we need to and then move forward.
And yes, this is easier said then done.
Believe me, I’m right there with you my friend.
Just know you are not alone.
This too shall pass, even if you don’t quite see how yet.