I remember as a tween slamming my bedroom door as much as I could, it had great impact on the expression of my emotion. It also had great impact on my parents mood and resulted in the loss of my door completely. The day my step dad stomped down the hall with screw driver in hand is one I’ll never forget, it took 3 years before my door was reattached.
This is my daughter, even though she is not a tween yet, the door slamming has started already. My life consists of conversations like this,
“Clean up your room please.” stomp, stomp SLAM!
“Do your homework please sweetie.” stomp, stomp SLAM!
“Get ready for school.” stomp, stomp SLAM!
Words don’t exist anymore just stomp, stomp SLAM! So the other evening when she asked me what was for dinner I went stomp, stomp SLAM! off to my room. Well didn’t that cause some confusion, she didn’t say anything when I came back out.
My daughter has however swept the floor, cleaned her room and washed the dishes. Her door has not been slammed again, and my house is still standing for now.
I was always told as a child that art and creativity will get you nowhere, this was always followed with a lecture about choosing something more practical and profitable for a career. I remember going back to my parents and with the idea of being a lawyer, I was told I was too dumb for that and all the other things on my career list. My heart was crushed and yet again the light of opportunity was turned off in my life.
With no-one batting for my team a career never formed, I was never taught to dream big and aim high. It has been unfortunate that I was taught to have very little faith in myself and my ability to achieve anything. This way of thinking has led to a lot of negativity and sadness in my life. I have had to work very hard to persuade myself that I am worth more.
It’s time I started letting go and living!