Oh! It’s true. Sometimes I drive myself crazy (and most definitely others too). Note the key word: sometimes.
The moment I think I’ve gotten things all figured out… all under control. Snap!
It feels like a roller coaster. The ride goes up. Click, clack, click, clack… enjoying the view on the way up. It stops for a second. Before I could catch a breath, I’m swallowing my stomach and screaming to the maximum capacity of my lungs… purely exhilarated.
But it was more like, someone said something. someone did something.
Instead of ‘wheeeee and ahhhhh’ it was like ‘@#$% and *&%$’ with my hands in the air not to increase the suspense but a gesture of despair.
Luckily, roller coasters come to an end. And if you’re lucky, that coaster has a loopty loop… you know the one that takes you upside down.
For those few seconds, I see from a different perspective. I’m not that crazy. I don’t blow up all the time and say ‘@#$% and %^&*’ I’m human. I have melt downs. And there are times when I remained composed. Not crazy at all. In control. Aware and knew exactly what I was doing.
Oh it’s true. Sometimes I drive myself crazy. You should too. But make sure the key word ‘sometimes’ is there.