Monday, September 19, 2011

asking why...

I am often guilty of asking "why". Not just when I want to know how something works or the reasons behind a particular philosophy or anything else that has a why to be found. I ask the why of things I can't control.

Why did that happen?
Why did so and so say that to me?
Why can't I be like that girl over there?
Why did that friendship end when I did everything I possibly could to save it?
Why am I shy and nervous instead of outgoing and fearless?
Why did my sisters get the slender, willowy genes and I didn't?
Why did he pick her and not me?
Why is this happening to me?
Why?
Why?
Why?

I need to change this. Focus on the things that I can control, that are relevant and of higher priority. I say that now. Does that mean I'll be able to do it in 24 hours? Heck no. But I can always try.

1 comment:

Jason said...

I think sometimes it's an important question to ask, even if you can't control it. I think we'd really go crazy if we stopped.