I fidget when boundaries at work are unclear; worry
endlessly about a camping trip until I start a list; am paralyzed by a day
without any scheduled plans.
So it seems structure is more than welcome—as long as I am not beholden
to it at all costs. I do my best to
plan, to make sure all is thought through, and then if everything falls apart,
I g o w i t h t h e f l o w. The cost and
consequences of control are too high.
And because at my core, I have a scary, industrial-strength stubborn
streak, I will break any controlling situation.
In my struggle to get healthy, I have yet to find a structure
that works. I find myself feeling stubborn when I know I
need to cook a healthy meal or get outside for a hike. And how crazy is that to be in a battle of
wills with myself?
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