I have always found walking a good way to collect my thoughts and get things into perspective. Maggie certainly has no objections to accompany me.
Whether it’s the steady pace of my footsteps or the peace and tranquility of my surroundings be it woods/parks/even the Avenue when there’s little traffic, somehow I can get my jumbled thoughts sorted into their relevant little boxes in my brain and feel better equipped to face any challenges that may come my way.
Hubby is always a good sounding board, yet there are times when I need solitude to get my act together, but then he knows this as he knows me better than anyone.
I am the sort of person who likes to work things out for myself.
Years ago, I had to deal with my problems alone, and although I came through it, it was a long process and it was my Dad and Bro that helped me pick up the pieces and rebuild when I was ready.
I’m not afraid to ask for help, but it is usually as a last resort when my own attempts have failed or not resulted in an acceptable solution, well, to me anyway.
I can laugh and make jokes about almost anything, and many have commented that I am a people person, good company and a great cheerer-upper, but this doesn’t help or resolve major issues, things where I find myself seriously lacking, and I don’t take failure well.
All I can say is I mean well.
I wouldn’t intentionally hurt anyone, physically, mentally or emotionally, and when the hurt is aimed in my direction, be it accidental or circumstantial, well, I just take it on the chin.