I’m heading for a train wreck and can’t do anything about it.
I try to stop it but I don’t have the power to change its course. I see the red flags. I see people hurting and unhappy. I see how their relationships are strained and tested. Worse, I see them accepting that they can’t solve the problem and accept things as they are. Some even prefer to let people they love get hurt and learn from the lesson. It’s like they want the train to crash.
I keep hearing them complain. They’ve become professional complainers! They raise their contemptuous voice and they don’t realize that they sound defeated, beyond any sense of deliverance from their situation. They’ve done everything they think is right and what should be, and when they’re proven wrong by the results, they still think they’re right!
My sense is, if people want a better quality of life, they would work towards achieving it by making the right choices and applying the right attitude. The thing is, “right” is relative, isn’t it? What I think is right is not necessary what is right for other people.
So where does it leave me?
I recently saw an interview of former US First Lady Michelle Obama on TV. She recently launched her memoir, “Becoming”, recounting her eight years in the White House, her childhood and the current presidency. She talked about hope and making the world a better place than what it is now, for the next generation. When you’re in a place of despair and fear, keeping a sense of positivity is the only way to go. There really is nothing else to do but hope. Having hope is knowing that tomorrow is another day. That this too shall pass. That miracles happen.
And when the train does crash, we would be in pain, scarred and stronger and maybe even kinder to ourselves. We would have learned from its lessons.
Hopefully.
