Until yesterday evening, I had a really good week. I felt on top of the world. Things were going great and I was happy. I officially said my goodbyes to one of my offices as the new volunteer coorindator ended her orientation period. They threw me a really nice surprise party. I ordered my goregous maid of honor dress. My roommate won an Outstanding Service Award at work. My intern was recognized as Student of the Year for the social work program at Oakland Unviersity. My volleyball team advanced to the championship game. Things were going so well.
And then it all came crashing down in a matter of moments. No details needed, just someone hurt me. Badly.
I could go two ways here. I could lay in bed for the entire weekend listening to sad songs and wondering what I did to desereve this. I could shut out the world. I could go into a state of depression and zombie mode.
Or I could take a deep breath and keep living. And that is exactly what I am going to do. I am going to be stronger. I am going to laugh. I am not going to cancel meetings or avoid people because I'm feeling hurt. I'm going to surround myself with good people and know that I did not deserve to be treated like that. I know that I am a good person, and that I did nothing but treat this person with love and compassion.
One of my volunteers in training said this to me today, without knowing my situation AT ALL.... "There is nothing more important in life than the way you treat people". I looked at her and said "Thank you". She worded it perfectly. And you know what, it's not just how you treat other people. It's how you treat yourself. So treat yourself kindly, and treat others with love. And for Christ's sake, don't lie.
I refuse to sink. I know I am stronger than I was a year ago because back then this would have ruined me. Not anymore. I saw a side of myself last night I wasn't sure existed. Now I know how strong I can be.