Have you ever felt like you’re facing the wrong direction?
Like you are walking left when everyone else is walking right?
Like you are standing up when everyone else is sitting down?
Like all the other boats are perpendicular to the water and you are the lone boat that is parallel?
Everyone else is in on a secret. They are speaking in tongues. They gather information from the Giant Book of Answers.
You, on the other hand, were absent the day the answer key was given out. You are swimming upstream, paddling feverishly against the current, while everyone else floats lazily downstream in their little boats. Your to-dos accumulate faster than you can check them off the list. Your rejections and criticisms far outnumber your compliments and praise. You are on a treadmill that is set at a sprinter’s pace, whereas everyone else is leisurely walking.
Everyone else has it all together. They are getting it done and making it happen. They are not only surviving, but thriving.
Other parents have perfectly behaved, spotlessly clean kids. Other parents are more patient, more creative, more energetic, more knowledgeable.
Other colleagues are moving up the ladder. You are clinging to a bottom rung for dear life.
You are the square peg trying to insert yourself in a round hole. You were given the key to the wrong lock. Your path is filled with obstacles and roadblocks. You are a boat facing the wrong direction.
Maybe, just maybe, the boat facing the opposite direction will be the first boat to be placed in the water next time.
At least that’s what I tell myself.