Too many times the same things go off in my head. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! The incessant sound of a siren blaring into my eardrums as if a tornado warning has just come alive and we are all supposed to take shelter now. But what if what we are hearing is not an actual warning but more of a sign in what we are about to become or do instead of what is about to happen. What if we are the tornado? We take heed quickly to put all of the pieces that is about to happen and calculate the events in what we think is about to unfold in front of our eyes but not enough thought into how we are going to deal with what lies ahead. If a tornado is coming what are we going to do to prepare for it? Are we going to take cover in the closest possible bomb shelter? Are we going to run and hide from it as far as our feet/transportation will possibly take us?
If and once you have gone through all of the possible notions in your head in what you plan to do when a terrible tragedy is about to occur we often think of what we are going to plan ahead in a terrible situation rather than what the cause of the event is. When dealing with your own emotions it is often like a tornado brewing inside of your heart and soul. We often think of how the worst possible outcome than what we are going to do about this particular situation. Are we going to destroy everything in our path and see how many lives we can tear apart? Are we going to be as destructive as we possibly can without having any means to stop?
These are questions you need to ask yourself. After we have a breakdown, a panic attack, an anxiety attack, whatever the case may be we have to think of the possible outcomes and who and what we will hurt in the path of who and what is in front of us. Every day I struggle with this particular problem and it wrecks the people around me as well as myself because I don’t think as much as I should about what the outcome of the destruction I’m about to cause will be. Granted, I now recognize when I’m about to become a whirlwind of emotion and stop myself before I pick everything up in my line of sight and toss is around like a limp doll but still have an incredibly long way to go. I don’t think about running as far as I can to find a sense of peace. I don’t think about finding my bomb shelter to go where I know it’s safe to come out after the storm inside me has passed. We all have our own tornados to deal with and need to learn how to channel them. Without picking up dirt and rocks and becoming completely out of control and dirty, we have to find what brings us at bay, what makes us stop and seek what we know is good for us. Find your bomb shelter, find your peace and never give up. None of us are perfect, totally far from it but we all have a chance to be the best possible versions of ourselves that we can be.
Love, The Unnoticed
Voices for the Unnoticed 