One of the best reframes I did for my mental health last year was asking what the lesson was when life got tough.
$3000 vet bill what’s the lesson? - Money comes and money goes. How I react to unexpected bills dictates how much it really costs. Do I spend a day/week/month dwelling on the $3000 I could have spent elsewhere… Or do I move on and feel thankful I have a credit card to use in this situation.
Night in jail, what’s the lesson? - Having a temper isn’t a flex. Controlling the temper is the flex. Regardless of the situation I should be in control about how I react
No family support, what’s the lesson? - Learning how to manage life alone is an invaluable skill. Nothing else can teach you the independence and self love that loneliness can. This was a massive motivator to ensure the family that I chose from here on (my husband) was top tier.
Those are just a few of the lessons I learnt from last year and I am forever grateful for them. Did I cry over every single one? YES. Did I grow from every single one? ALSO YES.
The pain is a signal that the lesson will be worth it I feel.
This year I’m in a different space though because it no longer feels life shoving these hard to swallow lessons down my throat. Instead I am searching them out. It’s like my little taste of learning has awoken an appetite I didn’t know I had.
I find myself throwing myself head first into new experiences and challenges this year and despite it being super scary at times, overall I’m really enjoying it.
So here it is… What lesson are you being forced to learn and what lesson do you want to learn?
I’ll leave that with you to think about but like always if you want a little back up LET ME KNOW.
Love you guys
Cass xx
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