I am a loving, kind, funny, generous, big hearted person. Yet, I have a big wall up around it.
I thought of a situation pertaining to my family that would deal with me growing my patience with them.
And I can honestly say that most situations with my family have truly just led me to self loathing issues.
I have grown patience with age. I will never say that I have accepted the pain caused. I won’t say that I have accepted the abandonment of my parents. I will not say that I have accepted the disconnect from those who are supposed to be my flesh and blood. I will not say that I accept that I was born the Cinderella, Nanny or Black Sheep of my family.
I will say that as I have grown, I have matured in my ability to deal with them when they serve negativity. I have grown patience to handle it. I do not get angry back. I do not yell. I do not create a scene. I do stand up for myself and what matters to me though.
The only way that I have been able to do that is through patience. Learning its true meaning. The process of learning to really do it and practicing it daily.
Practicing Patience can make for a Positive life.