I remember back when I knew everything. It actually wasn’t all that long ago…
I didn’t need to listen to anyone because I had all the answers. When I asked you a question I already knew the answer, I just wanted to see if you would lie to me.
I had a closed mind and there was nothing anyone could tell me that would, or could, change my mind.
Because I was right and I knew everything.
It turned out, much to my surprise, that I in fact did NOT have all the answers. That there actually were people out there who knew more than me. This realization made me feel like a fool.
I was worthless and stupid. The most worthless and the most stupid person on the planet. Of all time, living or dead. There was no one worse than me.
My ego had me thinking I was all or nothing. Never in the middle.
I was at the end of my journey. I had stopped learning. I had hit my bottom.
The good thing about hitting bottom is, there’s nowhere to go but up. Or die. I was so convinced I was so worthless that I couldn’t even possibly get suicide right so I chose to go up.
I chose life.
I chose to listen rather than speak.
I chose to open my mind.
I chose to learn all I could about how to improve my life.
And then I took action.
Every day I choose to expand my mind and explore views other than my own. I choose to be a worker among workers and a friend among friends rather than let my ego dictate that I should be at the top of the heap. Because I know that will just end up with me feeling like I’m at the bottom. Under the heap.
I choose learning over fear of the unknown. I accept and adapt to situations rather than force my will.
What will I learn tomorrow?