I don’t know about you, but I’m getting tired of hearing cliches. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Whatever. What goes around comes around. What does that even mean?!? I wonder if we use cliche phrases to avoid feeling pain. But pain is still there. Words can’t make pain/anxiety/angst go away. So I for one intend to look pain/anxiety/angst right in the face and deal with it!
I’m not saying that I like pain. I hate the nasty stuff. But I will tell you this: I drove from my divorce hearing straight to the beach and cried into the waves. I sat there as long as I felt like, crying out loud. I didn’t run any quaint or comforting phrases through my mind. I just cried and cried and cried. In fact, I didn’t really do any self-talk at all on that 5-hour round trip drive. I just cried. I went through most of a box of Kleenex. It was cathartic. And I look back at that time, and I’m glad that I did it. It wasn’t pleasant, but it was a time that I can look on and say: Yeah, I went through that, and now I’m here on the other side.
I appreciate Ramon Presson, who also hates cliches. I borrowed all of the lemon quotes from his blog:
http://ramonpresson.com/2011/11/when-life-hands-you-lemons-keep-the-juice-away-from-a-paper-cut. He is the author of the book “When Will My Life Not Suck?”
When life gives you lemons…stick some firecrackers in ‘em and blow them all to heck!
When life gives you lemons…insert them into the tailpipe of your boss’s car.
When life hands you lemons…ask, “Does this come with fries?”
When life gives you lemons…re-gift them. (You know you’ve got someone in mind.)
When life hands you lemons…jump up and down, scream, and act like a crazed person who just won a new car on “The Price is Right.” Life will be afraid to bring you lemons ever again.
When life gives you lemons, hold them like a split finger fastball and throw them back at life’s head.
When life hands you lemons…hand them back and say, “I ordered a daiquiri.”
When life gives you lemons…paint them like grenades, duct tape them to your chest, walk into Starbucks and say to the barista, “I want a venti skinny pumpkin spice latte and I WANT IT NOW!!!”