Here’s something that I have finally digested courtesy my journey on WordPress – Human issues are the same irrespective of where you’re from.
For the longest of times I blamed my culture, my family, my religion, my parents, and above all else, me.
I had issues… I had more issues than I deserved… My issues were unique to me… Life was unfair to me… I was responsible for my problems… I deserved my problems… I was unworthy because I could not overcome my problems…
The usual yada yada.
I am a reasonably well-read person. I have read enough to know that acceptance, and not blame, is the key to health. I toggle between bouts of self-pity and self-awareness, interspaced with long pauses of denial.
Would life have been different had I been born in another time, another place, to another family? Perhaps. Would life have been pain-free? No.
There is no pain-free. There are only different shades and grades.
I write about issues unique to my culture and generation. People from different cultures and generations tell me that they understand. I read what they have written. I understand. Sometimes we compare notes. My fellow bloggers could just as easily have been my neighbours. That’s the ease we share.
We are all bound by a common thread – we are born human.
In response to Linda’s prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday “digest”.