Went to a local department store today after working out… I didn’t shower and I am wearing rags. (isn’t that what most people wear to work out?) I only had two things to pick up, so it was a quick trip. It must be Easter weekend in my small hometown, because it was a class reunion there. I ran into people that I didn’t know their names, but remembered mine. Thats always embarrassing. When I was getting ready to check out, I ran into a couple of friends from school. One of them was my worst enemy. Swear to God, she was my only bully. I always felt inferior to her. She made my life hell at some points with nasty rumors and yelling at me in hallways.
I realize that we are adults now. And on this weekend especially, forgiveness is Divine. But, as I was standing there, talking to her, I felt myself tense up in a way that I haven’t tensed up in almost two decades. She quizzed me on my life and I was vague, not wanting to open the door to any form of criticism.
How strange is it that old memories like that can side swipe you when you are least expecting it? How horrible is it that I still let her define who I am. I am a successful, soon to be business owner. I live a life to my choosing and am an overall happy person. Sure, there are chances still left to take and moves still left to be made, but I have succeeded in everything I have attempted. Why then, does it feel like my world got shifted a little?
I know there is a lesson here and unlike most, the actual lesson is staring me in the face.