It’s all very well to espouse truisms when you are in elation, floating on a cloud. But when you have your feet firmly planted or mired in the mud of life, then it is another thing. I’m talking about this asinine statement, “You can’t control what others do. You can only control what you do.”
Try to control yourself in the heat of the moment, or should I say, the heat of days, weeks or even months. Not so easy, in the face of what the other person does. It is damn hard when you have no control over what he will do.
Life is hard, as M. Scott Peck said in The Road Less Travelled. And so, I put my head down, breathe to gather up muster and put one foot in front of the other. I see myself at least. Recognition can be a start. Now, I just have to take a few more breaths and another step. I am doing the best I can.