Thursday, July 23, 2015

Learning to walk away cause you can't change anybody but yourself


          I was 22 when I learned to walk away. I left a man sleeping. (We'll call him Jerry.) There was no hint of dawn’s first light, and all I could hear was my heart scraping and bumping with fear, excitement and motivation as I crept around, grabbed the bag I'd packed and released the knob slowly enough to avoid a click. I had found the gumption to put the craziness behind me. Too many arguments, too much struggling, too much tension about money and how to spend it. He'd blown one too many paycheck and had pushed for yet another What the hell? vacation. Because, according to Jerry, when you're already broke and already in debt, what the hell difference did another $1000 on a credit card make?
          I left because I was smart but powerless. We were engaged, but I knew I would not put a wedding band on my finger—binding myself to a life that made no sense to me. So month by month for a good two years, awareness grew like yeast rolls within me until there was absolutely no space left for blind adoration or senseless loyalty. So that morning I took the elevator down to "1" with a gigantic suitcase, a travel bag, and a backpack. I did not stumble or strain as I strode across the vacant lot, up the block, and around the corner to catch the 4:30 train. I did, however, cry the entire length of the ride.
          But by the time I stepped out into the Atlantic Avenue station, I had the first glimmer of awareness that brightened bit by bit until it became a fully-illuminated truth that I never question: You can't change anybody but yourself. It's a lesson that's best learned young because I think everybody learns it sooner or later. People show you who they are, and you'd best believe them. It will save you from stress, disappointment and wasted time. It's not about judgment or about who's right or wrong. It's about what works for you and what doesn't. 
          Jerry and I stayed friends, and I am grateful I had the courage to sneak out at dawn. It might be a coward's way out, but I knew I wasn't strong enough to stand up against the arguments and Jerry's charm. So, four things:
1) Pay attention to what people say and do;
2) Don't fool yourself into seeing and hearing what you want to see and hear;
3) You have to recognize when you and somebody are playing by totally different rules or sometimes playing two entirely different games; and
4) When you get off track, you need to know yourself well enough to plot a course back to your own life.




3 comments:

  1. I think you are so very right, you can't change anybody but yourself and that in itself can be one of the hardest things to do.
    I loved your novella, Salt in the Sugar Bowl and hope there will be more to come I would like to know more about Sophia's life after she left her children. I would like to read more of what became of the childen.
    Please bring us more of this story.

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  2. Thank you so much! I'm expanding Salt in the Sugar Bowl into a full-length novel. We find out where Sophia is in the very next chapter!

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  3. I can definitely relate to that younger you. I was 25 when I snuck out of my very toxic relationship. I was living in a town where I knew no one & married to an alcoholic whose priorities were not aligned with mine. He chose to go out drinking with friends (or strangers) every night as I lay in bed 8 months pregnant desperately needing him to acknowledge me. I kept visualizing how bad it would get after the baby was born & wondered if this is the type of situation that I wanted to bring a baby into. That was the night I decided to do something. So while he was out like he was every other night, I decided to plan my escape. The next morning, I kissed him goodbye as he headed off to work & I remember how my heart raced knowing that I had to follow through with my plan. I packed my belongings, took a taxi to Greyhound & off I went to my parents’ home in Queens. In my case, we did not stay friends but it was a decision that I would never regret. This was a decision that changed my life for the better. I realized that I was powerless over what he did with his life & I only had the power to change mine. Thank you for sharing that story♥️

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