As I was trying to figure out why things were the way they were in my life a couple of years ago when I was just going through my divorce, it was hard for me to get stuff done. Laundry would be piled up either to be done, or to be folded. The mail would be piled up on the table with just the bills pulled out of it, I couldn't even take care of the junk mail at that time. I was also
confused when my venting specialist would say that I was making progress when I only did one load of laundry and had not folded it yet. It would just be piled on my bed and I would just sleep on the couch. Then she would say again that I made progress when I only had folded a few of the clothes and put them away. Being an engineer, that little bit did not seem like progress to me. I am use to progress being the actual visualization of something moving forward. From raw material to an actual part was progress for me. Having a large pile of clothes to start with, and only just a little bit taken from it, was not progress. It was procrastination in my eyes.
I bring this up because I started facilitating a divorce support group last night. It is a video series. Having seen the videos before, it was not until watching them again last night that progress is a slow process, little steps at a time. Example if you are a marathon runner and have open heart surgery, you have to walk, then jog, then run a mile, then slowly work your way back up to the 26 miles. Yes, I think the engineer in me has gotten in the way at times. Now, I realize the difference there and look forward to this new journey of differentiating between engineer and non-engineer.
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Yes I have had those moments too. When I looked at people like they were crazy for saying words like progress, steps are good, and you're doing great.
Looking back (even though it isn't final yet) I can see how well I really was doing even though I felt like poo!
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