Life is so complicated for me. Well my internal life at least. I feel like sometimes I can go from happy to sad at random moments.
I think a lot of it has to do with the fact that sometimes it feels like too much, but I don’t have a choice. I do my best to not overextend myself and work within my limits. But sometimes society just says no that’s not allowed and I bend.
And that’s my fault. I don’t have to listen. I can learn to face the consequences, the disapproval, the conflict. I have to learn to face those things, otherwise I say and do the right things to smooth out situations at the expense of my own mental health.
Society is the imposing shadowy authority figure that I yield control to. I don’t have to, but because of trauma I do. That’s important to remember. To understand that externalization of my own lack of control does nothing but perpetuate the idea that my personal power is contingent on circumstances vs unwavering.
Being part of a marginalized group has catapult me into a level of self growth and personal power. I don’t get the same opportunities and I can’t “blend” and play some societal game. It has shown me to not put weight into circumstances, reality is flexible. I need the comfort of knowing there’s a power inside me independent of societies usual definition or understanding of power. To know that I operate independently of those things and nobody can take it away, but they can try to convince me it doesn’t exist.