“The last of human freedoms - the ability to chose one's attitude in a given set of circumstances.” ~Viktor Frankl~
Disability determines many things in my life of which I have no control, but I still have choices.
Blame or Accountability?
Some blame God...sin. Some blame physicians. Others blame their circumstances on family, society, government, the dog. The reality is life just isn't fair. Fate is randomly cruel.
Accountability. I am still accountable for my behavior. Being disabled does not excuse treating others badly. Diagnosed with a chronic illness, I am responsible for learning about, knowing, and understanding my illness and medications.
Anger or Action?
Anger can be a conjoined twin with blame, spinning my tires in a destructive no-where, no-win destination of negativity.
Action is proactive optimism: redefining my life, utilizing my abilities, reaching upward, and moving forward.
Bitter or Better?
Bitterness is a cancer of the soul, a living death.
Better. Adversity has given me an insight, spiritual depth, and strength of character...heart. Trying to be better is a daily goal for me.
Victim or Victor?
"Poor me." Brutalizing a compromised life with mental shackles of impossible, can't, and won't; many wallow in a quagmire of self-defeat. Being a victim is cowardly, pathetic, and easy.
Victor. Accomplishment is in trying. Digging deep into one's gut to find a spark of something to live for, a victor will raise a broken and bruised spirit to face another day...with hope.
Pessimist or Optimist?
While my body is at the mercy of physical disability, I am still the master of my mind, my thoughts, my attitude. I choose to see possibilities and opportunities in living forward.
“I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination.” ~Jimmy Dean~
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