June 8, 2023 (cont.)
Real life. Consequences. Results. And lessons being learned.
I had a reality check with myself 15 minutes ago. I came home with a coworker, which I requested since I knew rain was imminent and my own transportation is a scooter. I asked for the ride last night and he came early this morning
Note: I felt slightly uncomfortable since he’s picked me up half a dozen times, and I’ve not given him any gas money or anything besides verbal thanks. This uncomfortableness has been growing in me lately. I’ve not really known why.
And he dropped me off. No issues, and I thanked him verbally again.
I walked in my place, and was quickly informed I’d blocked my housemate’s car by parking behind him yesterday. I’d planned on riding my scooter into work today before checking the weather last night.
My housemate was quick to jump up when I walked in since he needed to get to the bank to make a needed deposit. He began sharing his ordeal in being stuck there all day due to my parking location.
And…I grumbled (in my head). “Whah whah! Why do you have to only complain to me? I’m not your problem!”
But something…CFW or Genesis…had me consider myself once he’d left. I’ve felt (and acted) more like a small child lately. But…I’m a grown man. And I’m queuing him–even nonverbally demanding–to treat me like a small child.
But… I’m an adult. Then it hit me.
I’ve expected him and others to treat me with kid gloves, as if I were a small child right now. Today. I’ve had these very real unspoken expectations of him.
Oh my… I’m acting like a child hoping he’ll 'be nice", and I’m basically not taking responsibility for so many decisions I make. CFW and Genesis are blaring in my emotional self right now…since this thought process is causing me a LOT of conflict. I’ve only been dodging this, kicking the can down the road.
Sitting with the felt consequences now. This is demanding action on my part. I’ve had those same expectations with the coworker who drove me, which is why I’ve been uncomfortable lately. I’ve expected, expected, and expected more kid-like treatment. Damn, this is wrong.
I have to change. I’ve been taking the easy way. But real-life consequences aren’t nice, nor desirable. I don’t like this since I’m playing on people’s sympathies. This demands a change.