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I am in a lot of pain today due to a fun medical condition. It is nothing to worry about, just annoying. However, it has me thinking about haze. I have gone around today in a sort of a haze. I have had to measure every word. I had to think about things like breathing. And worst of all, I had to pretend that there is nothing wrong to people that just didn’t need to know!
We are like that in life. We have a certain haze that hovers over us and affects how we view the world. You might have the haze of racism or sexism. You might see the whole world as out to get you. You might be angry at your spouse and lash out at the grocery clerk instead.
Psychotherapy has helped me see the haze which has surrounded me most of my life. Naming those issues has been so empowering to me! I am so glad that I was brave enough to name the pain rather than continue to live with a hazy outlook on life. I invite you to look around and see what might be blocking your view of the world and begin to peel back the layers and deal with it.
Peace out,
Mary
Here is a Three Doors Down Song that goes along with my thoughts today...
Running out of Days
(Music by Arnold, Roberts & Harrell)
There's too much work and I'm spent
There's too much pressure and I'm bent
I've got no time to move ahead
Have you heard one thing that I've said
All these little things in life
They all create this haze
There's too many things to get done
And I'm running out of days
I can't last here for long
I feel this current it's so strong
It gets me further down the line
It gets me closer to the light
All these little things in life
They all create this haze
There's too many things to get done
And I'm running out of days
All these little things in life
They all create this haze
There's too many things to get done
And I'm running out of days
Well all these little things in life
They create all this haze
And now I'm running out of time
I can't see through this haze
My friend tell me why
It has to be this way
There's too many things to get done
And I'm running out of days
