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Disconnected

I’m a social media junkie.

There, I said it.

Actually, I’m a media junkie in general. I like knowing what is going on in the world, in my town, in my circle of friends…

But over the last week? Black out. Moving resulted in being without cable or internet for almost a week. That wasn’t too awful considering how busy I was anyway. But I didn’t even know there was a partial solar eclipse until after it happened! Heck, I’m not even sure what happened in the world of football for the last two weekends. Weird.

Even weirder? I’ve enjoyed it. It’s been kind of nice to be oblivious. I’ve been stressed with moving and things in my personal world, sure, but as a result I think I’ve been more at peace with the world outside my bubble.

I’ll be dipping my toe back into media and social media more and more in the days to come, as I set up my home office and things get back to normal. But rest assured, I’m going to start taking more media hiatus periods for my own mental state. Perhaps I should have started long ago…

Making it Happen Monday: Sometimes you have to walk away

Last week, I wrote about going where your dreams and goals take you. This week, I’m also focusing on movement, but for a different reason.

 160: Long road ahead

Just yesterday, my parents and I had dinner at Whataburger. The manager came by the check on us, make sure we were happy with our meal, etc., and she noticed Dad’s baseball cap — Dallas Cowboys.

So a conversation about football began, and she mentioned being an Oregon Ducks fan. I perked up and mentioned that, “Oh my husband went to U of O!” She responded that she did, too, and immediately the conversation turned to Oregon.

Through the course of the conversation, she revealed that she was in Texas because she had to separate herself and her daughter from a negative situation in Oregon. She said she’s much happier in Texas, and she’s glad she made the move. I told her she had to do what she had to do, and I wished her the best of luck.

We all have to deal with toxic people at one time or another. Sometimes its a friendship gone wrong. Sometimes its family. Sometimes its a co-worker or a boss. Sometimes its just a guy you meet every day on the street to-and-from your favorite coffee shop. No matter who it is (or perhaps its just a situation or a place), you eventually HAVE to cut that toxic person out of your life. Or at the very least, you have to set boundaries. Especially when they are holding you back from being all you can be. They are keeping you from your dreams.

So sometimes, making it happen can mean leaving a negative just as much as it is going towards a positive.

Have you ever had a toxic relationship? Perhaps you have one now. How did you take control of it? Or what are you doing TO control it now? I’d love some feedback.

mihm